Rise
The mists are parting
The way made clear
Shackles breaking beneath
The fall of fear
Promises unspoken
Echo through an open heart
Like crystal raindrops
Watering ground once parched
Breath of life yet to begin
As steadily,
Carpenter's hands build from within
Traces of long ago
Linger in opening eyes
Seeing for the first time
Spirit home remembered
Purpose dawns
As forever's heart awakens
Beckoning...
With gentle breezes, on silver ties
Through angel streams
As one, we rise.
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