Stairway to Heaven - Led Zeppelin
As I listen, the last lines become known deeply... an intent of identity... ".
"...And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
And she's buying the stairway to heaven."
Songwriters: Jimmy Page / Robert Plant
Stairway to Heaven lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
The Dawning Light
the scars of abuse upon this mind
the echoes of taunts within this heart
the shadows dark upon this soul
momentary be their reign
momentary be I their prisoner
for within lies the power of resolve
for within lies the light of the Omnipresence
for within lies the liberation of spirit
the scars of abuse dissolve into understanding
the echoes of taunts resound with compassion
the shadows dark ascend to the dawning light
and I in the Willful Presence of BEING.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
As I listen, the last lines become known deeply... an intent of identity... ".
"...And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
And she's buying the stairway to heaven."
Songwriters: Jimmy Page / Robert Plant
Stairway to Heaven lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
The Dawning Light
the scars of abuse upon this mind
the echoes of taunts within this heart
the shadows dark upon this soul
momentary be their reign
momentary be I their prisoner
for within lies the power of resolve
for within lies the light of the Omnipresence
for within lies the liberation of spirit
the scars of abuse dissolve into understanding
the echoes of taunts resound with compassion
the shadows dark ascend to the dawning light
and I in the Willful Presence of BEING.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
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