My Search Begins
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The little oil lamps are
extinguished
The dark blue idol has gone to sleep.
I close the door gently
Step out of my temple
And walk slowly through the lonely path.
Time sleeps along these
granite steps
And down below
The river flows.
Over the wet sands
Looking for vanished footprints
From my temple of darkness
My search begins.
The cold wind blows
The night is dark
And I stand here
Alone in this cemetery.
Here sleeps my
fore-fathers
With their crippling beliefs and superstitions.
Here I leave mine
To sleep with them for ever.
Golden Light!
Shine into the dark corners of my heart
And let me sleep for a while on your laps
And then wake up to see
The glory of a bright, sun-lit morning.
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