| I Died ... and I sighed | |
| As the chains of the flesh left me | |
| As the moans and the groans | |
| Of the friend sent me | |
| On my way to the Land of the Dead | |
| I flashed ... that my soul was Unharmed | |
| As my earth form I shed | |
| That the image of death had been | |
| A thought in my head | |
| And the truth was a spirit am I | |
| I sussed ... that my life had been a lesson | |
| Chosed by me | |
| For to purify my Soul that I may be | |
| Worthy to shine forth the Light | |
| the Light | |
| the Light | |
| As I moved ever up-ward | |
| A Great Light there came | |
| More feeling than seeing | |
| And it filled me with Shame | |
| Like a Bright Shining mirror reflecting my being | |
| My present condition of Soul I was seeing | |
| I Beheld ... Forms of Great Beauty | |
| That shone forth the Light | |
| With love vibes they met me | |
| A cast off my fright | |
| Those great souls of Ages long passed | |
| I praised the Great Souls of the Ages | |
| Who care for our needs | |
| Who lovingly nurture | |
| Wisdom's bright seed | |
| Showing the way to the Light | |
| the Light | |
| the Light | |
| I ached ... for the womb and the Earth | |
| And another time around | |
| Seking circumstances | |
| The best that can be found | |
| To give me the lessons to learn | |
| I was Born ... and thru childhood | |
| My soul still rembembered the Light | |
| And thru teens I fought fiercely | |
| For my vision of the Light | |
| When I saw Mum and Dad had forgot | |
| The Light, The Light, The Light! |