Even though You give us wings to soar the Heavens,
there is still a part of us bound to the rock of earth
just as a butterfly sips at nectar
and a bird cracks open the seed
like a hawk searching for his prey
we, too, feed on the beauty around us
until we have sufficiently grown on any measure to appreciate the beauty of Heaven.
Even though our souls have wings to soar the Heavens
our bodies belong to the solidity of Earth.
Let my soul sing with the joy of Heaven while my heart struggles with the pain of earth.
Teach me, Lord, to soar the Heavens while walking the earth.
My soul clings to you
Your right hands upholds me.