Sunday, 20 August 2017

I never thought I'd see the day.

February 19
I never thought
I'd see the day.
So long I'd fought
To find the Way.
But if we ask,
With all our heart,
We can drop the mask
And begin to start
To heal ourselves
From all the pain,
Our private hells,
With cleansing rain
And the light of Love.
We are not dead
If we can look above,
And forgive instead.

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