A Promise

And Prophesy

The stars are scattered in the sky,
And flee before the dawn is nigh,
The moon mounted in the night,
Is cast to the earth below.

The earth erupts with fruitful growth,
Its curse unraveled by Faith’s oath,
By the sign in the old song known,
By lightning’s prophecy.

The doors are opened wide and sweet
Our hearts where the inner seas meet.
When broken is the lying dream,
Of Mecca’s master’s might.

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Help it come true. Fan the flames,

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