On Floating Wings Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Mist before my dark eyes
In beautiful everlasting's
Deep azure and purple skies
With pearly raindrops strings

On floating wings
Across the ocean
My free heart sings
Full of fresh emotion
Of the truest love
Winged in fluffy fly
Like the clouds above
Conquering new sky

Sounds before my own ears
In its gathering breezy tone
Each feathered wing to steer
To shine glistening shone

On floating wings
Across the ocean
My free heart sings
Full of fresh emotion
Of the truest love
In my fluffy fly
Like the clouds above
I'll conquer the sky

O beautiful heaven far
I shall deem in my dream
Across the diffuse sea
Through the daybreak's beam
Finding aspiration ways
On the mountaintops reach
At night and coming days
Within new turning each

The answers all open are
In lofty ways and haze
From ambitions so free
That in my heart plays
As I clear on with my wings
The sky of heaven blue
And in my throbbing sings
Through breezy air to you

Misty before my dark eyes
I'll glide the space and find
What in future's front lies
As day's long behind
Soaring through the airy turn
Reaching the heaven's gate
Proudly the wild I yearn
In each tides debate

On floating wings
Across the ocean
My free heart sings
Full of fresh emotion
Of the truest love
Winged in fluffy fly
Like the clouds above
Conquering new sky