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I was full on the magic of life.
I relocated-- moved to a new city.
I never knew what dues would be paid
And that I had no credit in Karma.

So, now I long for colors and sounds-
The feelings of love and life
The ability to set the fears down and
The time to find the path -- my path again.

But it’s been calling, so quietly before.
Lately, it’s louder, closer, clearer.
The directions are being plotted.
The paths are untwisting, allowing signs.

One day soon -- I’ll reach out
And faith and fate will grasp my hand.
The mother will hold me, protect me.
The father will guide me…

And shower me with the power of the stars,
The power of grace which I was born,
The place in space that I shall return.