You lit my path,
Filled with darkness and gloom,
As I planted my foot,
Till my heart-flower bloom.
Your blessings; mine strength,
Your curse; mine impulse,
Your knowledge; mine future,
And your ignorance; mine collapse.
Lead me to thy door,
Of sadness; of regret,
As I’ll remove the curtain,
To glint out radiance.
May you forgive,
May you bless,
To complete a pilgrim’s progress
Towards their success.
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