Life & Death


I am but a glimmer of light in the darkness of mortality

My eyes are veiled and I cannot perceive the vision of wondrous truth

As the spring that trickles down the mountain and gives purity to barren rock

So does the inner voice of wisdom nourish my infinite mind

The intensity of a thousand suns would be but the briefest shadow to the reality of divine light

I am but a ray of light dimmed by the mists of time

That searches the blackness of infinity

To reunite with the one who will restore its sight

Of the journey of my soul I speak.

The Culdians

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