Until the day I open up the heart
to let in warmth of blessed Holy Light,
in peril will the flesh and spirit part.
For now's the time to pull the lifelong cart,
the effort must be made with earnest fight
until the day I open up the heart.
While closed, from Light I'll always be apart,
the darkness of my life would end in night,
in peril will the flesh and spirit part,
the day the final drumbeat of the heart
in silence ushers in the unseen sight.
Until the day I open up the heart,
I must request the help of those whose part
in history was meant to show what's right.
In peril will the flesh and spirit part
unless I end the games of night and start
to pray until the dawn of morning light.
Until the day I open up the heart,
in peril will the flesh and spirit part.
(C)2008, Christos Rigakos
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