Wind Of My Wings (OLD ENGLISH)

I put it in my best old english, I failed miserably, so please excuse the missed words!

thou are the wind beneath my wings,

the thought of thou maketh me soar.

A sense of freedom overcomes my veins,

sending liquid fire,

pounding as lead through my body,

I liftest my head unto the fair blue sky,

and scream my loyalty to the wold.

I am invincible.

as long as thou standest by me, 

I will always be unbeatable.

I will soar towards the sun, 

and bathe in the golden light 

that sets my body to flame. 

But always, 

I will be chained to this world,

thy love acting as an anchor,

I will never leave,

nor willingly be freed,

for thou art the wind beneath my wings,

giving me the power it fly!

Reviews

[NinjaPi]

This adorable with its old englishyness. But beyond that it is a wonderful discription of love. You have writen a very good poem I must say. Oh and you spelled world wrong in line seven. Not that your old english buddies would have cared.