An azure oceans spreads beneath my wings,
I fly beyond the humans scape of tears,
Azure below and powder blue above,
My wings transport me away from city fears.
My soul, the white bird of my dreams, ascends,
Out of fiery streets of damnation,
I speed towards a New Heaven and Earth,
Giving praise to God for my salvation.
At daybreak in the azure ocean of God's grace, Creatures burned black by their numerous sins,
Are healed on their way to paradise,
They are given new gills and fins.
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Form: Quatrain rhyming abcb
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