A Rising That Will Be

Something in the air
Within this new morning
Familiar to the soul
Is the first breath of Spring

A touch upon the skin
Warms with hearts delight
Raising Spirits hope
In shift of seasons light

A tune upon the breeze
Carries one along
Stirring inner joy
That of a new birdsong

Encouragement of way
Gifts to soul instill
A rising that will be
A promise He’ll fulfill

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