A Promise of Kindness

(A haunting, high-register violin solo floats over a deep, synth-bass hum. A harp plucked slowly like falling stars. The Soprano enters with a soft, humming vocalise.)

(Soprano—Gentle, intimate)

The pressurized silence breathes against my skin

I silence the static that rages within

No judgment for stumbles, no weight in the chest

I grant my own spirit the furnace of rest.

(Soprano—Powerful, soaring operatic vibrato)

Oh, let the light of the mind be a sun!

The war with the self is already won

A ripple of grace through the cold, lonely deep

A promise of kindness I’m chosen to keep.

(Full Orchestra swells. The Choir rises in a counter-melody behind the Soprano.)

(Choir: Lumina, Gratia, Pax)

My heart is the anchor, my spirit the flame

I whisper the peace that the stars cannot name

It catches your spirit, it lifts up your hands

The healing that echoes through desolate lands.

(Soprano—Triumphant and warm)

See how the radiance begins to ignite?

One spark of compassion can swallow the night

I offer my hand through the shimmering gray

And lead us together to find the new day.

(The orchestra drops away, leaving only a faint pulse. The Soprano hits a final, crystal-clear high note that fades into the choir’s hum.)

I am the light.

You are the light.

Be still.