Beyond the Horizon

Ask the god and ye shall receive
A medicine to believe;
That all my frailty is taken away,
By the dialogue in my mind’s bay.

The shepherd and the sheep shall unite
Like a river that flows out of sight
And into the sea, where all is one
And ceases to be the God and the Son!

Make a wish while you sail that sea,
Anchoring to the depths is your plea
The journey shall soon uncloak a land
Where you shall wait with a helping hand.


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