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from: Steven Ash

Golden Light Project 13

 SOLSTICE The Coming of the Light by Steven Ash. It was never intended to be a selfish thing, she only wants to make your heart and mine inside me sing. Golden love is needed now to spread right through the night to show us, touching hands, all will come to right. The colours of the rainbow blend to make the love in you. The missing part within your heart can start a lighter blue. To wash away the hurt sustained decades long before, we bow our heads lower now and pass right through the door. Oh seeker of a softer way can sometimes come to grief, A stricken ship towards the shore is tide upon the reef. A higher wave will lift you through and throw you out to sea, to sail again on oceans deep to free, to free, to free. There is a lantern lit this night, it’s there beneath the dawn. The dark will go and lantern fade as day light brings the morning, of love and light, of warmth and sight, that shakes the darkness of the night, away to be, contrast and free, the coming of the light. There is no destination for tiny boats to sail, only oceans very deep with winds that very wail of changes that all come with time and heal up with the same, have we got the right to say a being has the blame? There is this love, there is this love, there is this love that’s needed now pressed into the heart, To sail all ships to golden lands, protected haven ports, Its love is like the gentle blue but softer to the touch, with its safety in your life, you‘re free, you’re free, you’re free. Golden wands of light burst down upon this fleet of man as daylight shakes the dark away and yellow comes the sand. Reds and yellows glimmer through the curls of blonding hair. As father of all seasons shows, she cares, he cares, she cares. And when the light has built right up and brightened whitewashed walls, the cloak of night has fallen off, forgotten are the squalls, That blew a wind to chill the bone we walk in bright and daylight home To be free, to be free, to be free, be free.

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