looking out across the desert, i see you standing there

i knew this would happen; it's still a surprise

churchbells sound across the sand dune to dune

we are but actors in a play, tossed flags in the breeze

the air changes. but the ground is still warm

like flags we may be weak
  but we have purpose vision calling
  names & lifetimes erode but  truth will always be truth

the future can never be the past

rise.

rise rise rise

rise rise rise rise rise rise rise rise rise rise rise rise