A heart that sings
Is a heart that dreams
And looks to the future with hope,
With faith in the unseen
As substance alive
With the light and the purpose of love.
A heart that can fly
Is a heart that can rise
Above the malaise of the world,
In spirit to worship
The maker of heaven
Who blows like the wind through our souls.
A heart that can grow
Is a heart of flesh
That's after expression of truth,
Forever transparent
In wanting the best
For the other hearts tied to its strings...
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