Faith In Myself My Spirit

I live my life believing only in myself Why, true, for the Gods of Earth do I hold much belief But then, I did see the glorious divine miracle When, fed up, I let go and refused to wage my battle Now I do believe in the skies Now I do believe in strengthening blood ties Why, the other world does be, full of angels, full of mercy The other world does be, holding us in great scrutiny So, my spirit, now awakened considers itself a free one Now, only do I aspire to be arisen Why, to mundane matters I cling not They being but temporary, they deserve not my trust Other than following my own path, irrespective of what does lie on it I do hold nothing else as being the very aim of my spirit Life does be surprising, life does give suffering Life does be only for a while, life can also a thing so enhancing And what does be my path do you wonder Why, to that, I myself have no answer Yet, blindly, each day and night, do I, to the skies say my prayers For blindly, do I let my spirit be guided by the higher powers!