The Exultations of Beauty
High above this earth I ride on wings of graceangels come and lift me as I travel into space
up above the clouds where I come to sleep
inside another world I am trapped so deep
The imagination that exists within creation
brings forth a jubilant act of exultation
the beauty thats portrayed in this world of adoration
the celestial forms that bring us great infatuation
The spring songbird that carries an alluring melody
the song of the angel that exalts eternity
these wings that I ride, I feel so free
the exultations of beauty that live inside of me
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