Redemption

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A musical poem, a meditation, a choice

Night was dark and cold and lonely
hole
and souls were falling there
both willingly or unaware

But everything stayed the same

They just couldn’t see it
In the absence of inner shining
all those are lost
who don’t know
that they’re always home
as long as they remain
themselves

Everything seemed lost

Yet for those who never ceased
to hope
a sunrise came
over many new horizons
now calling
to be discovered and explored

They turned their backs
to their own shadows
as they were now moving
straight into the light

While those who refused
to open eyes
kept doubting the day
had come

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