New Birth

The beginning word
Has with light
And truthful rays so bright
Descended to teach me the
Difference of good and bad

Grazing my thoughts and intentions
He illuminated upon my 
Knowledge the refracted
Rays of desires of this
Moulded Cray
That normally I am pleased
To please
Which also leads to deception

The glowing flame
Whispers of mysteriousness
Of the mystic self
Which I should daily toil for
For a gain with no end

Evicted dusk from my heart
Pesters my mind
To count the cost of the loaded
Burden upon my shoulders 
Hunting me back to the
Perishable luxuries surrendered
Always trying to offload 
The cross I have chosen

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