Angel Wings Of Faith

Angel Wings Of Faith
© Surazeus
2026 07 01

When sunset glows on hills of Idaho 
as we drive car on winding mountain road, 
we hear lost melodies of Avalon 
radiate with sorrow in the twilight breeze 
that circulates from angel wings of faith 
celestial breath of wisdom in our hearts. 

We walk across waste land of despair 
with Third Man haunting our uncertain quest 
to find beyond the rugged hills of faith 
vast forest of pines in the wilderness 
blown soft by wind from angel wings of faith 
that cools our hearts with faint hope for new life. 

We feel our fragile shells of mortal flesh, 
composed of joy First Mother molds from clay, 
ache with fierce hunger to overcome pain 
in struggle to transcend despair with love, 
inspired by breath from angel wings of faith 
that lift our spirits to achieve our goal. 

When voices of dead gods we leave behind 
still echo faintly in clandestine woods, 
we hike through shadows of unspoken fear 
to find in fruit grove on high mountain slope, 
rustled by breeze from angel wings of faith, 
that sacred pale where holy light gleams bright. 

Long weighed down by harsh cares of modern life, 
accelerating faster with each year 
that we drive time machines on web of roads, 
we stretch our bodies to touch long-dead stars 
that glimmer weird from angel wings of faith, 
to feel our souls refreshed by timeless truth. 

We gather on the river shore at dusk 
among tall oaks that quiver in cool breeze 
to feast with friends and family we love, 
then sing heart-healing hymns of honest joy, 
enhanced by glow from angel wings of faith, 
in harmony with water of the Earth. 

Though our ancestors fled across the sea, 
cleared from the misty highlands of their hearts, 
to sail frail ships across storm-thrashing waves, 
their passion to endure thrives in our hearts 
in flames fanned strong by angel wings of faith, 
to dwell with love in Land of Liberty. 

When dawn light gleams on hills of Oregon, 
as we drive car on winding forest road, 
we hear sweet melodies of Albion 
radiate with rapture in the morning breeze 
to broadcast hope from angel wings of faith 
which activates rise of Zarathia.