While still, I think of something real,
Something beautiful that I
feel,
Begins at heart and grows from there,
Becoming something that is
shared,
And in my mind I hold it fast,
Knowing that this dream will
last
As long as I will walk this earth
In search of more of what comes
first
Before the deeds, before the fruit,
Before the words that speak the
truth,
Before the peace, before the hope,
Before the wonders I am
shown,
Before the rising up above
Into a realm where all is love,
Your
Spirit comes in to abide
Makes me new from deep inside,
Reveals the thing
on which I dwell,
The Lord of mind and soul as well,
Existing at the
source of light,
Author of the Spiritual life.
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