Chosen
Hundreds, thousands, and millions are in the coveted race for "One"
Through the fertile corridor, many jockey and vie to hit the "Homerun."
Auric field moving quickly to a magnetic light
Away from the pack toward a date at the celestial site
Breaking through the corona radiata
Now the beautiful sounds of a cantata
Boom Bam!
Bam Boom!
Boom Bam!
Bam Boom!
A new creation
You!
Yes, you!
A beautiful revelation
Out of many, 'One' is chosen
while millions are left in the corridor frozen
You are not here by mere chance
So get up, "Chosen!" Live, love, and do your dance!
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