Oh Love!
	Please send a candle,
	For my heart
	Is filled
	With dark intense.
	Its ways and paths
	Are strewn
	With stones of greed
	And selfishness
	Over which
	I stumble, crying out
	In aching agony.
	I need your love
	To light my path,
	To guide me
	Through the maze
	Of thoughtlessness
	I daily walk.
	I need your hand,
	Warm and tender
	In my own,
	To lead me
	From despair
	To joy, flowing
	Deep and wide
	From heaven
	To the ocean of my soul.

	4/27/76

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