Listen well and listen good, time is lifting off the hood
The light is coming up the road, enter in and there abode
There is the truth and the more, divine is knocking at the door
Expand our knowledge from within, filling us to the brim
With precious words from up above, landing gently like as dove
Treasure what we have and feel, the spirit’s call and clearly real
Receive the more with in your soul, let it from your presence roll
Out into the growing field, hold the fork the fork to wield
The harvest field is clearly ripe, bring in the sheaves before the night
Let the barns be full, delightful bread, abundance of the truth that’s said
State your truth and give your peace, and rest within the lamb’s soft fleece
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