This Light...
This light shined right from above,came down with ease like a dove.great hove I felt over me,which drove me away from my fears.
paddling real fast away from the wave,my strength and breath I gave.straight through like wind it paved,my heart,my mouth at last am saved. the light that shinned was love, on me it came like glove. Though in bits it shove ,my heart so cold it felt like clove. my act as brave I made,though the grave was next I thought. But as sailed through, it was rave , this light in me I'll wave...
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