Searching for Angel

Search through the forest, on your face feel the rain.

I will be waiting – your effort will not be in vain.

Fly to me with wings that I look up to and hail.

Search for me sincerely – you will not fail.

Come to me as Angel – good and ever so great.

Don’t fight the feeling, for you see, we’re ruled by fate.

As you put aside your burdens and join me,

you shall discover, with you forever, I will be.

29 Septemer 1991