Enlightened soul in human cloth,
Forsake your home to live in sloth,
A sacrifice for mortal being,
Guide to spiritual home unseen.

Radiant love of inner site,
Kal doth tremble at they mite.
Teacher, Guru, saviour, Saint,
Nurse they flock without complaint.

Many faces have they shown,
To guide lost souls of yearning home.
With every age your wisdom taught,
Fear of man your passing wrought.

Fear not the Reaper scythe in hand,
Endeavour search the Promised Land.
Choose not your path by fear of sin,
Turn the eye and look within.

Poetry by Craig Frazer
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Written on 2007-03-12 at 09:38

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