Golden sweep on a hillside dawn
Birdsong paints what the night withdrew on
You hold shoulders too weak to rise
Letting comfort equalize
Warm breath falls on a weary cheek
Courage stirs in the faint and meek
Your soft stance guards the fractured aches
Carving strength that never breaks
Hope returns through the glow it makes
Calm grows firm in the life it wakes
Happiness flows where truth overtakes—
World finds power in a gentle strength that never breaks