*The Light*
*The Light* Quest your guide for life from the light, let it shine upon and fill up your soul. Do only the things you think are right, allow no one to make you lose control. Open your eyes to the beauty of the light, when sunshine and rainbows fail to please. It is your solace any day and every night, you feel so tortured to drop to your knees. Open your mind to instruction, the light, it is wisdom to live peaceful and content. Let others choose to quarrel and to fight, you'll have better ways, days to be spent. Open your heart to whispers from the light, hear of its love softly spoken in your ear. Not every single day may be sunny and bright, but stay true, there will be nothing to fear. In final darkness, you will need the light, to carry your spirit, whence it came from, a great land, endless and fulfilling delight, where trumpets play and harps strum. ***** Poetic Fanatic ***** Thomas F. Crumpler © 2,001 December 17 Written December 18th, 2001 © on Dec 17 2001 03:18 PM PST, Thomas Crumpler 0 • 12
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