Let, GO(D)...

Livingstone Fagan

When thought has found its last end
and speech gives way to silence...
Out of the stillness
life gushes forth in dance
The soul is set free.
loosed of its imprisonment
to darkness and fear
it triumphantly departs the womb
having found its Being
Softly, tenderly, truly
As a silent melody
Set adrift
On the sea of tranquility
Alive in the arms of everlasting
Where obscurity has ceased to be
And there is no misunderstanding
for all is known by the light of itself

 

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Livingstone Fagan
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