The Light
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Oh slumb'ring Soul, so gently wake,
Thy Life is born, thy day to break,
Thy bonds are shed, as Freedom flies
Thy Spirit high t'ward open skies
Of Light.
Love is no stranger, a forgotten friend,
With smiling face your heart to mend,
Your Brother, waiting, just like you,
Through timeless hours, opening to
The Light.
The Journey is but letting go,
Arriving at the One we know
We are, the One we've always been,
The One I AM, the never seen,
The Light.
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