There are mirrors; There are mirrors

Reach into the bountiful pocket of thy velvet succour

 

Reach for the present and happiness is yours

 

These times have been presented with guilt

And shame

These times are just reflections of all that is great

Sinking sun, rising moon

Clouds disperse, flowers bloom

Man and woman, bride and groom

Mind is closed, there is doom

 

Through the destrught valley of human despair

Is paired, two perceptions that try to scare

Eyes of fraud nature are increasing the fare 

Forget this place, simply leave there

 

Traction, friction rubbing hands peel yesterdays occurence

Remembrance is a fraction of what's worth observing

 

Trickling down the spine of conditioning

Is acid that forces my hands to begin commencing

Acts of self torture vile and filth

Let it leak down and be seen for it's build

It's build to sit high atop overlooking the streets

Get high enough so where you are perched you may finally see

That your movements had been derailed, but your pain was an essential piece. 

For now you are free, the lakes of the east, the glistening reflection the sun casts on wet feet. 

I must displease you, for pleasing is your vice, you must give me your pleasure and find what is right. 

I can't take you on a journey of ease, I can't make you awaken I can't make you seek. 

But I can point you the nature, and Im pointing at you, so take relief in your worry and begin to ensue.

The circle will lose a soul this evening, to flow freely from the galaxy that's come to be fallicy. 

Embark to the west, south, north, east, fly everywhere and everywhere be at peace. 

For there is only one place where you will always be.

I have seen you, I have been you, I have strided great coasts, I tip toed and boasted, I've seen much ocean. 

Relapse into who you really are, it's the only relapse that's not meant to scar. 

Unto the grains of sands that are waves to the bugs, inside sparkling atoms that chug and with lust I am a meadow that's risen to become a mere picture of your image and I am beginning to mistrust you, your words have been spoken your message has been cast. Do you take what I say to be everlast?

Foolish love, acting what you are not, you funny thing, you character, you think you've forgotten, and that alone does truly crush. 

The arms are vast and there's plenty of  room, It invites me to bring all that pursue.

That drop all that baggage they've claimed to be true. And walk naked into glory and be beautifully consumed. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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