The Awakening
As the morning lights gentle touch
In loves embrace it finds me here
In thy perfect love so near
It casts away all care and fear
It nullifies the great illusion
Imbues my soul with loves infusion
In this place there's no confusion
A love so real no passing illusion
And in this peace that I abide
I begin to see the turning tide
Of loves sweet power from inside
My heart and soul at once collide
Love becomes the heart of me
In Loves eternal harmony
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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