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'Sing the song of Freedom' timothy r gates, 6/14/2008




Sing the song of freedom

not from another's war

another's fight

another's plight

I sing the song of freedom,

the only temple I'm called

from outside I'm pushed

from inside I'm pulled

this isn't my podvig

Sing the song of freedom,

intuition's silence

an ohm

a chant

a prayer

with my chotki,

others with their

lestovka, komboskinia, japa malas, rosary, misbaha,

and some a komboloi, worry beads

Sing the song of freedom,

the eye of the storm

hell is it's precipice

heaven it's roof

freedom, the mind's eye

old and new souls

stories told, stories retold

old souls know them both

there's only one known:

Sing the song of freedom

To-day.