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.
