Did you find the light?

The wind was blowing in from the ocean As my prayers rose gently like the breaking waves And as I looked in the mirror, was your face I saw Smiling, you told me I will be ok Somewhere on the Angel Isle, crossing moors and green pastures There was your spirit, ready to embark As you took flight, flying, rising, taking you there Towards the end, your journey home, did you find the light? Elsewhere a rain drop fell into the ocean Forever changing the rising tides Your soul appeared and sang, to quiet, to comfort Towards the end, your journey home, did you find the light?

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I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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