As softened cloud transfused with light they breathe upon the air
As soft as mist, transfused with love, the essence of a prayer
As spiraling up in dancing steps the words from lips bring forth
The melody they hold within to sing for all it’s worth
They enter in another world these wispy words so fraught
With earnestness and purpose and from the heart brought forth.
So let them rise upon the air with fragrant scented awe
And enter in, as mist the air, and turn to God once more.
Transfused, and rendered, bringing life, transformed to hope from pain
They shall return upon the wind and come to you again.