Floating

Lifting off the ground, lighter than air

Like a dandelion seed blown in the wind

Flying, soaring

Higher and higher

Above houses and roads

Off over yellow fields and deep green forests

Cool blue lakes and rushing rivers,

Cold high mountains and low rolling hills

And there is the coast, and the clean white sand

And the endless ocean

That ebbs and flows

Always alive and moving with current and tide

Wild fierce storms shifting to deep clear calm

Alighting at last

Wherever and whenever I want

I can do all things

Be all things

I can run and I can jump

I can dance and sing and thrill with strength and power

I can spread my wings and soar

Or tread, light as a feather

As one with the God-given Earth

It is so easy to fly

While I dream