God's grace arcangel saint miguel

Ocean of airs,

and liquidity sky's"

all that's human
And lives in heavens
trully flys......very nice.....

A soul in-flight

With lovely eyes"

like crystal ice.

Our hearts glide

spreading fins

Lazering light

Into the night

In warrior spirit flight.

He who flys

for and too Crist

Carries vision

in holiest sight.

with heart in air,

And spirit in good

The soul romances

the night adding shine.

And Trew passion sensations,

Whatever evil is trown

to fly the sky,

The winds play on our side,

Making evil fall in panic

And so it dies.

When a wing of good

is broken ,

The feathers gather

And pray to father...

When the heart of wings

stops limping

and the blues of winds

settle above me.

The tears that flow low

to the tip of my mistletoe.

Stop like December snow.

But go like November's glow.

And live forever in July's solace

the good lord to they he gave.

the sky to walk the winds to fly

And the hight to get to him.

There soul and hands barely touch

And already touch much.

For truth spreads from were is born

Well the dark disolves

Back to its horn.

And  warrior runs

skiping too fun

starring at the sun.

walks and talk been gods son.

Wing feathers and heavens grace

Angel play in there grave .

with nothing but love

you know they gave.

Like angel miguel

bless by father evreyday.