i remember it clearly, that special day
when i was out running, then came
The Calling
it was sweet as roses, bitter as lemon
and i soaked it in gladly
The Calling
then i came here, staring out at it
the land of the unknown, where it came from
The Calling
the freedom to run, and to hide if i want
i will never regret the day i heard
The Calling
my heart was freed, my soul expanded
and i felt truly alive, all because of
The Calling
Now it is part of me, an everlasting thing
rooted deep in my heart and soul
The Blesséd Calling
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