Vapors & Vespers

Vapors & Vespers

     David Angel 

Like a prayer, skiing in the clouds
The Wasatch range, I laughed out loud 
Floating down the powder chutes
Like skydiving without a chute 

Down here near sea level
When the air is thick, we call it foggy
But at eleven thousand feet
We see the cloud tops in the valley

Felt the fog, we skied right through it
Went for broke, was when I knew it
Cloud and fog are the same thing
God's vapor in His majesty 

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Cici - 

HER majesty 

Angel - 

I haven’t transitioned yet, so His majesty or Your Majesty will do just fine for now, babe