Strike a match; blow your horn
Blaze a trail. Fly on...
Even though your heart is torn.
Echoes ring in chambered heart
Quench the burning embers bright.
Breeze take flight on these wings of dawn
Unlock the shackles of this cold night.
Do not be allured on slippery slope
The ravishing clashing of earthly hands
Seek clarity instead of human demands.
Quest for purity- a living hope
Strip your garments stained in red.
Blood shed not by scars on His head;
Earthly assurance must give way
Truth be known or in bondage we stay.
Harbour not this love of flesh too long
Love out of season: brings a hollow song.
Dine not in selfish conceited array
Forgiveness I ask as I face this new day.
Son kiss the tips of these torn wings
Savior replace in me my song of shame
Ignite once more Eternity's ring.
