Lion of Light

Dawning of Truth

showering grace, that eastern most place of first light. behind that star He hides, She hides behind that night time satellite. behind those eyes so familiar in mirrors remembered from mirrors forgotten too, He speaks, She speaks for hearts that hear to minds that listen quiet, by way of echoes running through like rivers, that slow to a stroll before finding their way to lingering pools of amrith,* within the deepest part of youth. if ever you find your way to this place you will find you finally see... That which has been and ever shall be I’m That so He, so She. *amrith: the divine nectar, the sweetness of God
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