The Light
The LightIn the deep of the nightI search for the lightWandering aimlesslyWeeping so shamelesslyA part always longingThis need for belongingFor what am I kırıkkale escort searchingIn this hapless lurching?This need to fulfillTake all kırıkkale escort bayan my free willSubmissive desireKeep building the fireLike escort kırıkkale a fog slowly liftingThe current is shiftingThe fires are burningThe waves begin churningColors aplentyThe fire has manyThe waves a deep hueOf the most wanton blueThe mixture collidesAs the Master guidesAnd suddenly I findIt’s unwritten but signedA chance surely takenBut a new trust awakenedKneeling is right For I have now found the light.