JON PAUL THE SPIRIT OF LIBERTY

n the heart of the brave and free,
Lies the spirit of Liberty,
A flame that burns with eternal grace,
Guiding us through time and space.

It whispers in the winds that blow,
In every river’s gentle flow,
A song of hope, a song of might,
A beacon in the darkest night.

In the eyes of those who dare to dream,
The spirit of Liberty gleams,
A promise of a brighter day,
Where all are equal, come what may.

So let it soar, let it shine,
The spirit of Liberty divine,
In every soul, in every heart,
A timeless bond that shall not part.

In the heartbeat of a newborn’s cry,
The Spirit of Freedom reaches high,
A promise of a future bright,
A beacon in the darkest night.

In the laughter of the old and wise,
The Spirit of Freedom never dies,
It whispers in the winds that blow,
In every seed that starts to grow.

In the bonds that tie us hand in hand,
The Spirit of Freedom takes its stand,
Uniting hearts in love and peace,
In every soul, it finds release.

In the echoes of history’s call,
The Spirit of Freedom stands tall,
A testament to the human soul,
A timeless force that makes us whole.

So let it echo, let it ring,
The Spirit of Freedom, soaring wing,
In every moment, every choice,
In the symphony of our collective voice.

j.
JPPD