The Light
A pulesating Light covers my eyes
All darkness that once covered me has vanished
The cave of fear has a new opening
And I can see the Light
Tranquility of peace is what's left of me
No reason to hate
No reason to fear
No reason to curse
My anger is a shade surrounded by the Light
Trapped in its own existance
I'm freed by the Light
It gives me new life
It lets me breathe
It lets me live
The Light is my creator
It is my life source
Without the Light I can't live
When the Light fades out I fade with it
Copyright © 2003 by Brian Kiel
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