Angel Unto Flight

Currents push to move me 

As I stand alone against the rush 

Conviction feeds the furnace within

And pure lights truth does my shine imbue 

Yet my blooming embodiment 

Finds less the company of those

Who fill this flow, of masses at my toe

So I call in trembling voice 

For a message to lenders of the light 

In service let me stand

For these new wings have not the breath 

In places where I were 

mF

(Image is of the sketch of the tattoo on my chest)