Wednesday, April 1, 2009

The Birth

It was a world with no Son,
Cold and dark.
How is it, that I'm so lost?
Lost in a world so alone,
Yet there are so many to shone.

Like a child in the mouth of a beast,
So helpless, so afraid.
No way out,
Maybe I should just fade.

I want to be free,
But with so much night,
And so little fought,
How can it be?

What's this? Life,
Hope and peace.
I think I see the light.
A hand, I'm free.

Like a spring shower,
Suddenly it comes,
Suddenly it goes.

The fight is fought,
The battle is won.
I am free,
Because of the Son.

Finally I'm above,
Only joy, only Love.
The peace of mind,
The past behind.

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