#Celtic #Folklore
Oh dear lord, great spirit divine,
Creator of all things, above and sublime,
What is to become of me, in this moment of time,
As I exist, lost and alone, in this world of grime?
If not me, then who, to navigate this path,
Of despair and darkness, where hope takes a bath,
Am I to be an orphan, for all my days to come,
With no one to hold my hand, in this world so glum?
2/
#AlexWasRight
If not now, then when, will I find my way,
Out of this abyss, where I'm lost every day,
Am I to lose in life's race, from now on,
Or will I find the strength, to rise at dawn?
3/
#Fertility #Rituals
If I am never for myself, then who will be,
The guiding light, to lead me to prosperity,
I am lost, in this maze of life's uncertainty,
But I will find my way, to hope and eternity.
4/
For in these moments of time, I will rise and shine,
And embrace the light, that will make me divine,
I will find love, and freedom, and prosperity,
And rejoice in rapture, for I am finally free.
5/5 #FreeYourself from Yahweh - #Celtic #Sun #Rising
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