M Teresa Clayton
Kahlil, the sky is blue and the bells are ringing.
Gather the people and lead them to the Way.
Let their voices fill the sky with their singing.
And invite all the children to dance and play!
The day has come for a peaceful celebration.
Tell them – lift up your hearts, set your love free.
And soar on the wings of their jubilation.
The air is sweet with peace and tranquility!
Kahlil, the prophet has finally sounded his horn.
The heralds of war have ceased their drumming.
Do not cry out, nor cover your heads and mourn.
He is on the Way to his great homecoming!