
A light flickered in the dark tonight
and the deepest sleep, lay restless
As the rumble of a shooting star
made known its celestial presence
And far within eternal springs
A dormant song is freed
And the stillness shifts and the fire bleeds
As the ego's face is lifted
It cries for the familiar lie once cradled in it's girth
A purgatory of a thousand lives still haunted with its curse
But now beneath a pale blue light, the gentleness is near
in harmonic tones of love's clear sight the shadows disappear
And in the burning embers of morning's first true light,
the soul is remembered in all its glorious flight
It IS without a reason,
a cause without a name,
a love without belonging,
to a life without shame
It IS another season, drawn up in God's pure breath
woven in new beginnings and love without end.
Copyright ©1997 Annette Belanger. All Rights Reserved
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