On a crest of wings
That’s where we’ll meet
So please come fly with me

We’ll watch above on clouds of high
The places below
As we hold hands
So soft are they
It beams electric glow

We succeed in balancing
Flight in transcendent experiences
We link together capable of love

Our ultimate goal will depend
On consciousness on high
Engage the process and fly

Love and lightness connects
The mystical clouds we glide
In secured knowledge and expression

So do not feet threatened
No intimidating needed
For dreams can be a reality