I struggled inside a tiny space
I was locked away with strings so fierce
I wrestled my arms till they were sore
I kicked and shoved more and more

Days went into weeks
Prayers made on my knees
Tears flowed and laughter ceased
Silence came and gloom reigned

And then broke the morning bright
Colours of the sun removed the night
I was released from my pain so great,
For I had grown wings so lovely and light!

Oh wings of colour,
Wings of flight,
Take me into the clouds so bright,
Let me forget the darkest of nights!

Every struggle is a new strength ,
Every pain is growing in you a wing,
A wing of colour , a wing of strength ,
A wing of colour , a wing of strength !

Blessly Blessen