Touching
Sing to the mountains
Sing to the skies
Bursting from fountains
Let river raise tides
The day her drawbridge touches the land
The day she fills the world
When all the love is faintly fanned
The woman's flag unfurled
The day the wonder of her voice
Rings out with no more pain
Is day that life has won its choice
The ending of the rain
The day the voice that ne'er holds back
Is singing, free of heart
The day in which we find the knack
For chains to fall apart
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