Come see high in the heavens,
a little star shining bright, bright,
Out of a darkness comes a light.
Come see above your fears,
Come see deep down in yourself,
a little talent looking on you,
Out of a talent comes a star.
Come see above a fruit,
Come see high in the fruit,
a little seed lying quiet in the soil,
Out of a seed comes a tree
Come see above the pain,
Come see through the anguish,
a little hope dwelling in your heart,
Out of a hope comes happiness.
By Victorsville
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