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Mar 2015
I met someone who sees,
whose vision stretches
deep into time and space
and knows all
of what is and what will be.

He said unto me, look!
See that there is pain.
See that there is war
and violence.
See that there are horrors
beyond count
and know that this is what was,
what is,
and what will always be.

He paused, looked afar, and smiled.

He said unto me again, look!
See that there is love.
See that there is peace
and friendship.
See that there are beauties
beyond count
and know that this is what was,
what is,
and what will always be.

This time he looked to me
and said,

“Put this in your songs.”
Robert Varblow
Written by
Robert Varblow  Thousand Oaks, CA
(Thousand Oaks, CA)   
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   Gillian Godwin and NV
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