I Rise, I Rise, I Rise

The harps rise like dawn on a marble sky,

timpani thunder in steps of time.

A lone violin casts a silver cry,

as tendrils of fate begin to climb.

In the cathedral of breath,

I measure the miles,

where shadows

whisper notes

of doubt.

banners of fate

stretch over

crowded aisles,

yet I push through

the flood of the crowd.

A chorus of echoes

pounds in the chest,

drums beating

iron into bone.

I summon the will

to outshine the rest,

to carve a path

all my own.

Destiny,

tilt the stars

for me to see,

hold me steady

when the night

pulls tight.

Strength rise,

from the seed

of possibility,

sing me forward

into the light.

Destiny,

pull the current

through my core,

let the symphony

decide what

I’m for.

I stake my claim

on the heart’s

inner war,

and

I rise,

I rise,

I rise

once more.

The orchestra swells

with thunder and

rose gold light,

a river of brass and

strings in flight.

Build a citadel from courage tonight,

frame every doubt

with a blade of bright.

I walk the

balcony of ancient drums,

where legends

pace and legends sleep.

With every breath,

a new fortress becomes,

and promises

awaken from

the deep.

Destiny,

tilt the stars

for me to see,

hold me steady

when the night

pulls tight.

Strength rise,

from the seed

of possibility,

sing me forward

into the light.

Destiny,

pull the current

through

my core,

let the symphony

decide what

I’m for.

I stake my claim

on the heart’s

inner war,

and

I rise,

I rise,

I rise

once more.

Glory folds like velvet across a waking dawn,

copper skies ignite the crest of fear.

I lace my will with drums that march on,

steel-lit voice becomes my spear.

No villain,

no storm,

just the map

I’ve drawn,

a promise etched

in every

chord I steer.

If doubt returns,

I’ll meet it

head on,

the drumbeat

becomes the gear.

Destiny,

tilt the stars

for me to see,

hold me steady

when the night

pulls tight.

Strength rise,

from the seed

of possibility,

sing me forward

into the light.

Destiny,

pull the current

through

my core,

let the symphony

decide what

I’m for.

I stake my claim

on the heart’s

inner war,

and

I rise,

I rise,

I rise

once more.

Fade into a resonant hush

of silver rain,

the oath of power hums a quiet flame.

I walk the line where dreams refrain,

destiny and I, one name.