Copyright 2010 by Stefan Bolz
Rain kisses the sunrise on the horizon
Awake, awake, be free at last, my love
No boundaries are set upon you
No will is fixed against your own
Nor will there ever be a time
Where love is absent
From your holy mind
And so you find
Your way back home
Despair was your companion
For all too long.
Yet is there still another path and one
That takes you gently, quietly, and strong
Upon your chosen road beyond
The sun and stars and earthbound thought.
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