segunda-feira, 21 de outubro de 2013

Wisdom has it's time.

For action and decision are brusk lightnings
and no rational matter can't take it all
on the next step - or so he calls.

Time to be another and follow
shameless new weather.

Come to the forgiveness of divine beauty,
to a step of mighty dirt that stains
perfection like a bliss reaction.

Cannot be still forever my child.
Cannot be in silence if there needs to be a yelling.

There's more to life than staying.
There's more to life than sacrifice.

There's profound emptiness
that needs to be felt and filled.

Shadows of the prairie can light the moon guide.   

Magic spell to be fulfilled
by walking straight into the field of life.

Alone and unknown
caress the fears with discipline
and heart you're way kingly.

Breathe.
 

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