Even as the storm rages,
The sun burns above,
Casting its light
Though unseen
Below.
Those who can rise
Will feel its warmth,
Overcoming tumult
And soaring
Like angels,
Called from above.
Even as the storm rages,
The sun burns above,
Casting its light
Though unseen
Below.
Those who can rise
Will feel its warmth,
Overcoming tumult
And soaring
Like angels,
Called from above.