I'm watching the sunrise glow,
through the smoothing layers of the clouds.
I'm sitting in a quiet mind and a closed up heart.
Through the nature i will flow and the sadness will rise.
Only then do i realize i am not alone.
What way should i possibly go?
Over the rivers, or over the mountains?
Where my spirit will sing, and the beauty of God surrounding me.
I will watch the sunset dim, and the stars come out.
Where my own human nature will sleep.
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