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The Beacon (reworked)
A path I walked
That winter's day,
So bleak, so grey
Life gone astray.
A stab of gold
There, caught my eye.
A beacon bright
Shone down the way.
A ray of light
Pulled from the sky
To cheer that dismal
Winter's day.
I walked that path
Again today,
In haste I walked
Along the way.
In vain my eye
Could there alight
Upon the beacon's
Golden light.
No yellow petals
There did sing,
No ray of sun
To me would bring.
Cold heart of man
Had come to slay,
And ripped that
Shining jewel away.
Returned the path
To bleak and grey,
And filled my Soul
With tears that day.
