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Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Before the sun starts rising...

Before the sun starts rising look up at the sky
Millions of little star-lets are looking at you and I
A vast enormous blackness is stretching out so wide
While little bursts of lightness are dancing in the sky

Silent sounds and whisperings are riding in the air
Little voices of angels are echoing here and there
Inside the subtle breezes and in the rustling wind
Creation shares her stories and tells them over again

If the messages come in the silence and in the lack of noise
It's good that we would be silent and quiet down our voice
So that the wisdom of angels and of those who have gone before
Can create in us a cavern where life mysteries are adored...

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