It fuels dreams and musters trust
It braves belief before the flow’r
And fills our frames of mortal dust
With The Immortal’s awesome pow’r
It lifts the heart from dark despair
And shifts the gaze from trouble’s tide
As it turns worry’s woe to prayer
And helps us find life’s brighter side
It whisper’s ‘upsy-daisy, dears’
And gathers up the down and out
To kiss away their fears and tears
And offer faith to would-be-doubt
It grants the confidence to try
Replacing dead ends with a goal
And when death slips twixt you and I
It is the Wing that wakes of Soul
© Janet Martin
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