On Freedom's wings I know no bounds.
Delicious Passion tempts me in
With sinuous and hungry grace
He bids me hurry, makes me wait
Or makes me choose the time and place
He offers all I dare to dream
And with an almost maddening ease
Compels me as a moth to flame
Or drives me weeping to my knees.
I used to say, "I won't grow up."
'Twas Strength I feared 'til recently
When with a smile that promised worlds
He opened wide his arms to me
The fullness of this wondrous life
Is mine with Strength to see it through
There is no hope I dare not
And nothing that I can not do.
Joy makes his home within my soul
A dazzling flame, a steady star
His magic transforms darkened shapes
Back into what they really are
His touch awakens sleeping hope
As gently as he holds my hand
With Joy my teacher and my guide
I can not help but understand.
I dare! It's new, it's worth a try.
I want, so deeply I can't say.
I do, and only know success.
I dance, and wish no other way.
All thanks to these four comrades true
Who so enjoy inspiring me:
Freedom, Passion, Strength, and Joy,
My heart's most cherished company.