The body of the earth
Holds the bodies of our ancestors
As our wings
Like those of angels
Give us flight.
We are called to shine,
To be soft and brave,
And to trust.
Fly free in the direction of your dreams.
The body of the earth
Holds the bodies of our ancestors
As our wings
Like those of angels
Give us flight.
We are called to shine,
To be soft and brave,
And to trust.
Fly free in the direction of your dreams.