Looking Through Stained Glass

The Power

Why
Glower?
For this hour
Was made to soar
Not for us to cower!
I beg, beseech, Aye!, I implore
Relinquish that which harms and hurt no more!
Do all to raise our voices high unto the sky
And may it resound on every shore!
Let the world hear our hearts outpour
Embrace in Love’s shower
Rise from earth’s floor
That power
Is ours
Fly!

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