I merge into the mountains and feel the waterfall dribbling on my lips
My head starts to rest now and my memory slips
The soil begins to seep into my pores
And helps relax my body sour
And as freedom spreads its wings
The thrushes begin to sing
And then the light enters my soul
And takes it away to the rescue shore
One with God, as I become
Purpose fulfills and I come home…

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