Who?
A soft breeze whispered a cry to the new mourning sun
It cried…
The night is past,
Yesterday’s sorrow is no more
And you’re blessed with
New life to live today
A clamoring wind spoke to the hidden noon sun
It spoke…
Why have you hidden
Have you not known that you are the light
Without you the world is dark
And life is a burden
A violent storm screams to the sky and heavens above
It screams…
O’ heavens now that I have come
You can let your glory and power reign
A voice came down from heaven and spoke to the Earth
It spoke…
I am the way the truth and the light
I AM WHO I AM!
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