Another sunrise
Another resurrection
Another Calvary to conquer,
And though
Shadowed death
Flickers on the day’s
Mountain top
I fear not its coming,
Being perpendicular
Is the blessing
Being seen—not viewed
Is the blessing,
Each morn’s resurrection
Blesses me to insurrection
Against the evils of injustice,
And strengthens my faith
In the certitude of the promise
Of the Most High: “Ask…Seek…Knock…”