The morning rain

clear and cold

calls my name…

to walk out boldly,

knowing my purpose,

bringing the word

to those foretold.

who seek the truth,

yet remain blind…

easing the pain

uncertainty holds.

Shining light

following faith

on the path,

as destiny’s flight

follows a course

set upon the journey here,

as I entered

the atmosphere.

Now, its time

to be the one…

to raise the flag

upon rising sun

showing the way,

as once was done.

Never fear

it is our task

as way-showers…

we have chosen

to bear,

And as promised…

the love to share.