When you awaken
Do not hasten
To speak
Just seek
To unfold
Out of the mold
To which you were sold
As a slave
And be remade
By your Re Creator
Be no anticipator
Just release
And receive
According to plan
You're becoming a new man
Of which no on will be a fan
So, just stand
And await
The final state
Of your awakening
For there's no mistakening
You have no control
Of the awakening of your own soul
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Christine Lombard; All rights reserved; Use only with permission
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