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A World Stirs
The call is heard,
A world stirs,
Waking from its slumber,
To which was written,
A child of the Earth,
Brought from the light.
The energy rising,
To a place beyond the senses,
A place for the sacred,
A reprieve from the rest.
Knowing is known,
Felt from a place a peace,
To which we all go,
And to which we're all free.
Many become one,
In the light of day,
To forge in stone,
What was written,
From a heart once lost,
To a soul now found.
A world stirs,
Waking from its slumber,
To which was written,
A child of the Earth,
Brought from the light.
The energy rising,
To a place beyond the senses,
A place for the sacred,
A reprieve from the rest.
Knowing is known,
Felt from a place a peace,
To which we all go,
And to which we're all free.
Many become one,
In the light of day,
To forge in stone,
What was written,
From a heart once lost,
To a soul now found.
Published 12th Apr 2016
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