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In a the forest deep in my mind
Up overhead a white crane flies
Keeping even pace with my own time
Over mountains thru valleys deep
Beyond seas of shifting greens
I knew not where I was bound
Deep in my past it seemed
Up overhead there was a great roar
Who, What, Where I exclaimed
A dragon black as winter’s night
Breathing tongues of violet flame
Follow me to discover yourself
To a truth you never knew
Up this river you must go
At the end I’ll be waiting for you
I see him there waiting for me
Sitting near an old crumbling dam
He motioned me to come to him
To learn just who I am
This dam was made with pain
Holding back your own self love
As you grew it began to break
And let your own love flow
I looked and bowed my thanks
Knowing what he had said was true
This dam and all its pain
Almost kept me far from you
Looking back I see the dam
The pain and suffering that I endured
With new strength I now turn away
And walk into a new dawn.