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| you can hear me, |
| my voice is as a child of god. |
| you can see me, |
| if you toss off the blinders that hide |
| you can feel me, |
| in your heart if you share. |
| you can bring love, |
| into the world with a prayer. |
| you can teach me, |
| in front of crowds or alone. |
| you can find me, |
| even in the quiet at home. |
| you can fall out from grace, |
| that is, if you want to. |
| you can pass on the word, |
| that which i told you . |
| we can make heaven, |
| atop a veritable hell. |
| we can give gifts, |
| unto an altar of self . |
| we can break vows, |
| yet be in light of the truth . |
| heaven is here, |
| and our faith is the proof . |
| you can tell me, |
| you have forgiven my sins . |
| you may decide it is time, |
| now you want to begin. |
| you can bare all, |
| that you hold in disgrace. |
| we can place our egos, |
| out in a void of deep space. |
| we are, as always, |
| invited to stay. |
| we are delighted, |
| as we walk in today. |
