Through the mist of the dawn
I hear your song
Guiding me
with your calling strong;
Whispered on the breeze
spurring me on
To be the warrior
to right these wrongs
Though my body is weak
and though my heart sighs
You command me to wake
you command me to rise
I was born to be fierce
I was born to fight
Not with weapons, but love:
with the message of Light
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Published by Cara Amy Goldthorpe
Entrepreneur, earth warrior, storyteller and lawyer, with a mission to promote ways of living harmoniously on this planet.
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