Reflection - Comrades

Colors woven by your artist hand

Each one chosen (for its) mettle and bone

So that we know what we are

In reflection

So that we know what You are

Everything in open hands

Given over to courage

There’s no wonder in our fear

Deep is calling, do you hear?

Bring your doubts

Call them out

In your weakness

Strength is found

(I'm) Overcome

Fear has no place here

Blind ones open your eyes

You heart is highly prized

Listen when truth is told

You are valuable