I Can Fly

I Can Fly

I wake up and write to make up for my wrongs
The previous night for the sake of my soul,
I would it be right, what I pen in my songs
For it is in the light that helps me be whole.

I know I can fly for I have witnessed the scenes
Inside my dreams on the winds of yore,
Effortlessly and with ease it seems
Almost as if I’ve done it before.

With the light that refreshes my chest while I pray,
I asked last night for blessings come morn
If only these words are what comes I would say
That a blessing already today has been born.

I do what I can, though I can do more,
I’ll stand straight up, at least I’ll try,
Difficult to stand always so oft I implore
For My God to simply assist me to fly.

-Jacob WInterfeldt