Oh, that I could fly on the wings of the night. To see through
the eyes of a storm.
To rise on the breath of dawn. To seize a bolt of lightning; catch
a moonbeam; ride on the wild, windblown sea.
To climb the tallest tree and see beyond the horizon. To dance
on a cloud. To be born away by an angel.
To touch the sky, the moon, the stars, the sun, the clouds. To kiss
the fingertips of God and bless Him above all creation.
To run with the wild horses, to swim with the fish of the
sea, to glimpse heaven in a child's eyes, to soar on butterfly wings.
Oh, to do these things and so much more. To live life to the
fullest and never close imagination's door.
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