My words take flight, on wings of hope, — Helping my spirit to elope.
My words take flight, on wings of hope,
Helping my spirit to elope.
With fear and doubt, I will not dwell,
But cast a bright and loving spell.
"I can, I will," I softly say,
Chasing the shadows far away.
My voice a balm, a gentle art,
Mending and healing every part.