Lilies blooming on mass graves
D e a t h h a s b e e n , i s b e i n g , w i l l b e
choked out by life.
Day by day redemption
Beauty from ashes
Nation resounding with orphan's last breath
Where is the grace, My Love?
My eyes strain.
In unison the Awake Ones gasp for breath
Where is the grace?
But the Coming One will come
&He will not delay
Yellow bird's melody as he waits out the storm
Art gallery sprung up on war-torn land
Flowers tucked in a tangled braid
H e a v e n h a s b e e n , i s b e i n g , w i l l b e