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The Rain Man

The Rain Man

I have seen the light
For it calls me in the night
Like a stern voice
It asks why it asks when
Will thee man of earth embrace the voice
And learn walk in rhythm with Angels
For you are of a higher and brighter domain
And this pain does not stain 
What thee is within flesh and bones
Every man is a star and he shines forth by minute and by hour
A divine flame that burns with the passion and love of a thousand suns
So let not this eternal flame be darkened by none
Let thee burn so bright that the black shall become white
The stained shall be become clean
And the mean shall be seen threw the eyes of the divine not as the thing in itself
But that which was before and that which once was.
For the soul is a flower and it shall bloom in its spring
The dame will burst when the weather is right and fish shall be free once more
But truth be told each river shall run 
Alone for a time.
For rivers must learn to flow.
Or stagnant pools will quench the thirst of devils
And little fish will swim in ignorance
Until gods rain shall come. 

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