I am here!
I have awoken!
The light goes through my eyelids,
blinding, binding,
but I am
coming…
coming to the light.
I reach out my arms
and touch the sky,
fingertips outstretched,
to mold the clouds
and believe the sun—
What is this light
that calls my name?
I am confused,
but that doesn’t matter anymore…
Nothing matters anymore…
I have this light;
I am here—
I have awoken!

I spread my wings,
encircling the Earth,
protecting everything
that I love…
white wings,
birds’ wings,
angels’ wings…
Tipped with feathers
that are
soft as clouds,
gentle as clouds;
I reach out my arms
and touch the sky…
I am here!
I have awoken!

I will believe
that the darkness has come;
I won’t believe
that it will win!
I will fight the darkness
and suffocate it
with my white wings!
I am the warrior,
the soldier
of the light—
come to fight for the light,
to fight against the dark;
I spread my wings,
and they reach across the sky…
I am here!
I have awoken!

Tomorrow,
I will be dust,
or mist,
or rain…
My white wings
will disappear—
But you don’t have to be afraid…
I have destroyed the dark!
Can’t you see
the sunbeamscoming through the clouds?!
I am gone,
that’s true—but
I will always be here!
my wings encircle the Earth…
I am here!
I have awoken!!