The Spirit follows to where we
Seek comfort in sanctuaries
Closing ourselves off from Time
Meditate seeking Truth's glory
But we find we can't escape
From ourselves, as we'll always be
In wherever it is we've run
We cannot hide the need that we
All have to look within ourselves
Meet who it is we really are
From mountaintops to ashrams
It is in Silence we hear the call
The Voice that speaks only of Love
That drowns out our self condemning thoughts
That washes us in cleansing fire
As we finally see the Light in us
Is not separate from the All
We are but a beam in the
Rainbow of Souls that are a part
Of Heaven's Holy Symphony
For Here Light is the same as Sound
Each note of God's Harp so strong
It's here we finally see we are
Needed to create One Divine Song
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 10:10 PM UTC
The Spirit follows to where we
Seek comfort in sanctuaries
Closing ourselves off from Time
Meditate seeking Truth's glory
But we find we can't escape
From ourselves, as we'll always be
In wherever it is we've run
We cannot hide the need that we
All have to look within ourselves
Meet who it is we really are
From mountaintops to ashrams
It is in Silence we hear the call
The Voice that speaks only of Love
That drowns out our self condemning thoughts
That washes us in cleansing fire
As we finally see the Light in us
Is not separate from the All
We are but a beam in the
Rainbow of Souls that are a part
Of Heaven's Holy Symphony
For Here Light is the same as Sound
Each note of God's Harp so strong
It's here we finally see we are
Needed to create One Divine Song
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