What is this feeling that fills my heart That opens my soul and lifts my eyes To the cream-colored clouds and the clearing skies? I think I too may be clearing After a stormy passage and a silent song The aching emptiness of a world gone wrong A desire to love and a fear to touch A little boy who’s been hurt too much. Now the clearing has begun And I feel warmed by the rising sun. Will you, God, give me the gift to feel The strength to lead and the love to heal? ... And the courage to begin.