God and the Worm of Part Two

strange I remember the flames I was flying yet I hungered to fly then spiraling burning death repented but the bird bigger than I comfort came with one drop of rain as the deep seed burst alive revived walking walking walking and now that we are talking at the stalk to me a great and mighty tower weary help me Lord it is but a small flower Jesus thank you it is only by thy power climbing the twigs end again and again higher higher further from the ground a great height resting on a leaf looking around a predator in a near by tree I long to fly where did it come from fear of heights a loud screeching piercing the ear Lord help thou me look to me pick up your cross do what is right first steps of faith traveling all night stumbling a bit as I grow more tired along the way I can’t quit the blackened bird dives talons close by but still alive seems I’m spiraling again tired darkness even closer nigh Lord Jesus help thou me rest for this is not the end I dreamed of soaring straight above wonderfully with white wings all things clean love joy peace righteousness forever a glorious light thank you Lord Jesus thou has surely helped me awaken go tell all others of this glorious flight to come how to go denying yourself pick up your cross and follow thou me