There is something mysterious happening inside

As the magic and the wonder and the passion set fire

More than meets the eye if you were to see

More of an inner guide sessioning

I speak of what I know to feel

This type of feel is impressing and real

As I have heard in the Spirit

And claiming that sort of paradox

Is simply too much, I ought to stop

Getting back to my original intention

I long to kneel, fly and kiss the sky

And I sense as though I have just arrived