Drifting

Light as air flying away
  Lifting up along with the sun
Wisps of wonder, dreams
  Born away on the air, like a
Prayer to deep with all
  The pleading yet going away
Out of the soul and onto
  A place where it can be lifted
Looking as light as incense
  Smoking and curling, rising
And disappearing yet the soul
  Knows it's petition and is well
With having shared its burden
  Come night or day, always