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A short poem |
| Footsteps behind me Footprints in front Neither heat without Nor cold within Whispers or shouts Can stop the Son Shinning in my heart… I choose my day I tread the Way Neither dragons nor serpents Eagles nor vultures Nor sharks nor crocs Can stop the Son Shinning in my heart… It’s too late to stop me Too far to turn back I made my choice To walk the Way I keep the Son Shinning in my heart. |