I Can Soar

As the bird flies high – so can I With wings extended to soar Into the hearts of men with fingers To touch the soul forevermore Comforting with soft, gentle touch Easing pain I reposition Wiping tears of a troubled heart To my Savior I petition Writing to create and stimulate Painting words to color the bleak Holding pen or bush carefully To share His beauty I do seek My fingers extend from my brain Guiding ev’ry movement and thought If only, I soar in quiet With the birds, doing what I ought As the bird soars high – so can I With fingers as wings, working love Into the heart of man in some way Bringing honor to our Lord above I can soar; I can soar all days Through Him who always guides my way