Travelling lonely to distant shores,
Searching for your youthful dreams,
Moaning your anguish and your fears,
You finally encounter magic doors.
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Enchanted, you gaze at dancing lilies
And smell the sweetness of their scent,
Starry skies light your solitary path,
Warmth beacons your heart to follow.
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The sight overwhelms the soul in you
Its beauty drives your fears away.
It uncovers the clouds of dusty gray
That had always stood in your way.
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The heavenly scent calls you forth
The shining stars your soul do cure.
All seems waiting just for you
All sing a song holy and pure.
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But, Oh! That beaconing light is not for you
Nor those warm walls that you crave.
For your joyful thoughts are just that;
Empty dreams that will never come true.
Sara