There must be a beautiful morning somewhere,
A dawn lit by justice and judgment is fair,
A place where a helping hand is held out,
An ear that will listen stands poised and devout.
A place you can go when your heart needs attending,
A place where a spirit gets healing and mending,
A place where love’s fire burns bright day and night,
And in from the cold you may warm by its light.
There must be a brilliant evening somewhere,
Where the sun finally sets on pain and despair,
Where the coming of night is not filled with grief,
And comforting sleep brings you joyful relief.
A place where the sunset is apt to reflect,
A day without malice, without disrespect,
A place where the only tears shed, are for joy,
And a heart is not battered and bounced like a toy.
There must be a wonderful day somewhere,
In a place filled with love and a great need to care,
A place where the burdens of conflict are lifted,
Where love is a skill and all lovers are gifted.
Where daily are spoken the words that support,
And every mistake is not met with retort,
A place where the land has not soaked up the blood,
Where honor and truth are not cast in the mud.
A place where the children are not left alone,
Where Sisters and Brothers may come to atone,
Where homeless and helpless don’t cower in fright,
Where the hearts and the minds of the world can unite.
So you set on a journey to seek out this land,
With compass and map and a vision so grand,
To find peace and comfort in a world that’s so new,
Where waters are crystal and skies are so blue.
With showers that cleanse and winds that refresh,
Where the spirit is fed and not just the flesh,
But search as you may, what you’ll find to be true,
That it cannot be found, until it’s found within you.