A Living Prayer
Once I rode the light
Perfection without effort
All unfolded
And brought me love
That love was pure
We where in need of one another
We depended on one another
We created life
Within the beauty of all things
We were living heaven on earth
If one wants to believe that the devil will have his due
Then he shall have it
And have it he shall
Love exist in all forms
And there he creates
And there he transforms
But what he will never do
Is destroy
For if he did
The path to heaven
Would decend into darkness
We will no longer see the forest for the trees
For now
blessed are thee
Who wears their armor proudly
Letting their light shine!
