Dry earth dusted red
Evening candlelight ambience and drumbeats at the dawn
A cloudless sapphire sky
And a billion brilliant promises holding up the sky at night
Whispering the peace of “star light, star bright”
Children of the promise
Rescued from a world where death is not the greatest evil
Protected for a time
And understanding little the desperate hope that rides on them
The future of a people torn asunder by the wind
Ashes choke the air
Fiery scars blacken a paradise now lost
Death screams victory
Only the careful ear hears life’s resilient rebirth
Hope rising from the nascent green now pushing through the earth
Heaven’s heart breaks
Apathy paralyzes the equipped
We have the chance to change
But the forgotten burn to ash, for we fail to understand
The water of life to quench the flame is resting in our hands
Her victories small
Time beats senselessly against battlements of tradition
Long battles hard won
For fragile souls both prisoners and casualties of war
Sustained by Grace’s cry that they are life worth fighting for
And so, hope is rising...
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