Cloudy becomes clear as life's cycles
whirl me and transform me ...
and I am merged into the crystal sea
of perfected humanity;
In the midst of a dark night
I can see but one light,
not with my sight but with my spirit,
It pulls me and causes me to yearn
for the brightness I once knew,
It calls me and beckons me come;
It says, remember, remember,
I have not forsaken you ...
I simply call you to a higher place;
a place where you can stay,
a place where you will doubt no more;
Where your fears will be banished forever
and a place where the light you once knew is dimmed
by the brightness of the fulness of my light;
Yes, cloudy becomes clear,
whirl me oh circumstance
and throw me into the fulness of thy light
that I might forever be one with my creator ...
one with all creation.
