May your love soar on the wings of a dove in flight

And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.

On the wings of love I soared high in the sky, free as a bird feeling blessed that I could love once again. That tight knot in my stomach which always drained my emotions had suddenly disappeared. “I’m free at last ” I shouted with unbridled glee.

Soar your wings high in the heavenly sky.

The weight of your baggage never stops true love from taking flight.

Love must have wings to fly away from love, and to fly back again