In Every Age...
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In every age, there are sorrows
That cut through our hearts like knives.
In every age, there are rare angels
To guide us through this Vale of Tears.
In every age. there are joys
To behold in the blossoming of spring.
In every age, there are lovers
Who walk and talk like dreamers.
In every age, there are new idols
And cold tyrants to be revered or feared.
In every age, there are prophets
Who question prevailing orthodoxies.
In every age, there are rigid tribes
And reducers of consciousness.
In every age, there are mystics and poets:
Who are expanders of consciousness.
In every age, there is the human condition
Of light and dark; which never changes.
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