Pushing through silence, out of the void,

Up from the doubting and paranoid

Comes the Voice that will lead us,

shepherd and feed us,

Honey that flows with new hope and joy.

Forth from the darkness, out of the fear,

Straight through the lonely and blinding tear

Comes the Vision that wakes us,

evolves and elates us,

Giving so surely new comfort and cheer

Up from the anguish, out of the pain,

Straight from the heart wrapped in freezing rain

Comes the Victory that warms us,

Fashions and forms us,

Life is eternally born again.

Cr. January, 2004 JoAnn Kite