Friday, April 9, 2010

RISE!


RISE!.
Why does the Soul fly when it hears the call?
Fish on the shore swim toward the ocean.
Why are we frozen in our self-imprisoned walls?
Why doesn't everyone dance in the sun....Dance!

We are mirrors of God's face.
What we reveal is barely a trace.
It seems we're downstream of a dream,
forever tossed without an anchoring place.

Why tote a treasure, you can unlock at last?
You hold the key to your inheritance.
Find your note, let it ring! In the originial harmony- SING!

Born of Hope. A Wish that the stars made.
You are of Majesty- not a slave!
It's begun! Become, become!
Rise up! Rise up! Rise up to your feet- RISE!

We all are apart of our ancestral tapestry,
a living legacy of our Fate.
An invitation's come to be reborn like Spring
now is the time to celebrate!

Born of Hope. A Wish that the stars made.
You are of Majesty- not a slave!
It's begun! Become, become!
Rise up! Rise up! Rise up to your feet- RISE!

Like smoke from the fire....the dawn knows to rise.
Lift the windows of your eyes!
I am no longer the same...a moth to the flame...
I am drawn to the Call, as the tides rise and fall.

Why does the Soul fly when it hears the call?
Fish on the shore swim toward the ocean.
Why are we frozen in our self-imprisoned walls?
Why doesn't everyone dance in the sun....Dance!

Born of Hope. A Wish that the stars made.
You are of Majesty- not a slave!
It's begun! Become, become!
Rise up! Rise up! Rise up to your feet- RISE!

by Troubadours of Divine Bliss