The old rugged curtains are drawn and the smoky window panes
are held shut
But with the glowing brilliance of the shining sun
A little bit of sunshine stills seep in!
As within darkened mazy corners of the ever clinging mind
There is still so much anger, and so much hatred!
But yet, the comforting rays of love can still seep in!
Caged within the four walls of the ego and bolted by the
door of fear!
Oh little bird of truth! Will you ever be set free?
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