Bell Of Light
You came to me in a battlefield,
no love, no hate, no bird that sing.
I didn’t know then who you were,
but my heart felt no despair.
Doubts were gone and so was fear,
trees were blown by rockets’ spears,
bullets marked their paths on dirt,
he was gone, and I was spared.
Tell your story quench your thirst,
that message was your request.
Since that day through high and low
have not forgotten head to bow.
Mornings, feeling warm inside,
your face shining nectar, my love.
At your feet I rest my heart
thank you Master,
You Are The Light.
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