Sitting here looking
Out into the day
I hear voices
Of the ancestors floating
Through the window
Echoing songs of freedom
Energizing my soul
With powerful spirituality
Pushing me onward
Into God’s good trouble
Armed with divine grace
And with the strengthening
Love of the rose of Sharon
And the blooming lily of the field,
I girdle myself with the breast-
Plate of audacious hope
And prepare for yet another day
In the struggle for liberty
That cometh with faith’s hearing
And the fearlessness
That God’s love gives unto us all.