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My master gave to me a key
Said ‘with this charm I set you free
But first you must discover the lock
That fits this key, and ere the clock
Chimes into morning, or you’ll find
All hope of freedom left behind’

In ancient texts I searched for signs
That my wise master had defined
But in no dusty pages found
A lock, nor secrets so profound
That they may render up my key
As only clever allegory

I wandered, wondering from the start
From where do all the free depart?
What door, what lock could ever show
Such secrets, could I ever know?
The clock moved on its steady pace
But of such wisdom not a trace

And then when time was running grim
I said a prayer and sang a hymn
For inspiration to descend
For guiding angels to befriend
And whispered lightly in my ear
Came words that made my vision clear

‘The lock you seek you find within
Beneath your bones and shining skin
Within such love are chains unbound
And doorways to the free are found’
I should have known this from the start
The only lock lay in my heart

So to my master I did go
And let this wisdom overflow
‘The key you gave is but your sign
Of where we find the seat divine
The throne of love that sets us free
Is but our heart, no mystery’

My master chuckled and agreed
And with his honour he then freed
Me from my service yet I found
My soul’s sweet struggle turned around
‘My service is now mine to give
I give it freely while I live’

The key, the lock, my heart unbound
In truer service am I found

(c) Helen Valentina 2014, Al Rights Reserved