My Sheltering Spirit, I've found you at last.
You were all ways there throughout my past.
As a child riding in my father's car
I'd imagine, I could fly.
I'd weave, swoop and glide
and now I know, why.
You were my wings so light
and helped my imagination take flight.
Another time, caught
in a Thunder Storm alone,
I cried out to no one,
I was scared but walked on home.
It was you I see now,
calling to me in the Thunder.
You gave me courage to go on,
I no longer aimlessly wander.There were times you sheltered me
from the rain,
other times you stood back
and let me feel the pain.
You knew when I was ready and you knew Why.
Only now I see who taught me to ....Fly.