Whenever lies defeat our purpose,
we search for meaningful ways--
To find the peace and serenity,
we can attain from God's good grace.

Erupting soon within our quest,
volcanoes of truth emerge--
With golden words of prophecy,
which light our hearts with courage.

A disaster once averted with,
the fragments of hope that fly--
Around our heads in sunshine,
peering from the turquoise sky.

Hearing all the frank commotion,
those candid sparks that set us free--
As revelations take the stage,
in purple sunset's rhapsody.