
Mist obscures the view
But Faith restores my vision
To shape something new
Mist obscures the view
But Faith restores my vision
To shape something new
There is an element of chance
In craving for that one last dance
The one that thrills anticipation
Yet flutters you with consternation
There is that element of a dream
Where it is not all that it may seem
Wonder consumes reality in its hours
Like heat condensed by a flash of showers
There is an element of magic around
Grace catches you without even a sound
Slowly spirals her sage incense in the air
You’re wise, cleansed, nothing left to fear
There is an element of fire in your eyes
There’ll be no more hesitation and empty sighs
The dawn breaks open sparkling rays of light
Bubbling celebrations will fill the dim of night
The element of chance I found waiting for me
Is the same one I’m hoping will set you free.
resilient
in ruthless devastation
yet again we rise
to be a witness
of persevering courage
and forgiving heart
that we too shall rise
brick by brick, each of us can
tear down cemented walls
in spite of the loss
a calm quells the violent storm
Sun rises again
many before us
showed us that Freedom’s way
was paved with love
and untainted faith
that a new day would dawn
lit by a peace lamp
though we may stumble
soaked and riddled with pain
still we rise again
It’s not the same anymore.
I can feel the silence.
I hear the empty rooms.
I pace the wooden floors.
Vacillating between
Arrays of emotions.
I want to believe,
So earnestly believe!
Then I see the look in their eyes…
Is it fear for them or me?
It gets cloudy and I cannot see.
Then I begin to babble
To block out the deafening silence.
I have to believe!
Be resolute and firm in my belief.
Remind myself of the race
Which I have run,
Crossing so many tracks,
Jumping so many hurdles
Lancing the javelin into the air!
Then hearing the crowds’ applause,
I have to begin, I have to believe!
That a new world has opened its doors.