The Journey of Hope
Hope Circle
Thirty canvases, thirty stories, one purpose
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The dream that became Hope Circle
I had a dream that I hosted a Hope Circle of thirty people. While I moved through the building, a young lady told me that my deceased father instructed her to tell me to order thirty more panels before the event started.
I returned to the group and gave all of them pre-drawn canvases with the word HOPE on them. I told them to decorate their HOPE, and design it the way they see their HOPE.
After all of the canvases had been painted and given back to me, I hung all of them up to dry. After they dried, I placed them on two huge tables, where I began to walk amongst the canvases, and each canvas I touched, their HOPE came alive.
Everything on their canvases began to shift and to move, and all of their HOPES were in different languages, every language all over the world.
The lyrics
Verse 1
I saw thirty faces in a circle light,
Gathered in a room where dreams take flight.
A whisper in the hallway, soft and true,
"Your father sent a message just for you."
Pre-Chorus
He said, "My daughter, continue what you were placed here to do,
Order thirty more, there's work still for you."
I gave them one word, one word on white,
H-O-P-E in the morning light.
I said paint what you see, let your colors be free,
Design the way your hope's supposed to be.
Chorus
Verse 2
Thirty stories drying on the line,
Thirty prayers in color, heart and time.
I laid them on a table, row by row,
And walked among them with a gentle glow.
Chorus Big, with choir
And every canvas I touched came alive,
It started breathing, started to rise.
Every hope was moving, every color danced,
Every language singing at once.
Bridge Soft, magical
Esperanza, Nadeje, Amal,
Asha, Xiwang,
Every tongue, every land,
But one heart beating in every hand.
Hope has no language,
But it speaks to every heart.
Breakdown Spoken word over piano
When we share our stories, we heal together.
When we create from our truth, we transform.
When we choose hope, we change the world.
Final Chorus Full Power
Thirty canvases, thirty stories, one purpose,
Hung in the light on purpose.
I touched them and they all came alive,
Hope is alive, hope is universal, hope is us.
Hope isn't just a word, it's a movement,
It's a connection, it's a legacy.
Outro Whispered
We don't just create art...
We create change.
We create hope.
We don't just create art. We create change.