The Light

I died … and I sighed
As the chains of the flesh left me
As the moans and the groans
Of the friend sent me
On my way to the land of the dead
I flashed … that my soul was unharmed
As my earth form I shed
That the image of death had been
A thought in my head
And the truth was a spirit am I
I sussed … that my life had been a lesson
Chosed by me
For to purify my soul that I may be
Worthy to shine forth the light
The light
The light
As I moved ever up-ward
A great light there came
More feeling than seeing
And it filled me with shame
Like a bright shining mirror reflecting my being
My present condition of soul I was seeing
I beheld … forms of great beauty
That shone forth the light
With love vibes they met me
A cast off my fright
Those great souls of ages long passed
I praised the great souls of the ages
Who care for our needs
Who lovingly nurture
Wisdom’s bright seed
Showing the way to the light
The light
The light
I ached … for the womb and the earth
And another time around
Seking circumstances
The best that can be found
To give me the lessons to learn
I was born … and thru childhood
My soul still rembembered the Light
And thru teens I fought fiercely
For my vision of the Light
When I saw mum and dad had forgot
The light, the light, the light