EXPRESSING


REAL MAGIC NOT HOCUS POCUS
IS ALL AROUND
BUT YOU GOTTA FEEL AND FOCUS
NOTHING WAS EVER FOUND WITHOUT FIRST SEEKING
YOU SHOULD STOP, TAKE TIME OUT,
SEARCH OUT THE THINGS ABOUT WHICH I AM SPEAKING
YOUR HEART BEATING,THE  LIFE PUMPING THRU YOUR VIENS
THE CONSTANT MIRACLE PERFORMING
THE STEADY DRAMA, LIFE AND DEATH
UNFOLDING EVERYWHERE
THE WIND BLOWING FROM THERE TO WHERE
IN YOUR FACE RIGHT THRU YOUR HAIR
THE WINTER CHILL THE SUMMER BREEZE
RUSTLING LEAVES ON TREES
TIME FLOATING FOREVER BY
EVERY MOMENT BORN TO DIE
EVERY SINGLE BLADE OF GRASS THAT COMES TO PASS
ALAS HAS TO PASS AWAY
LIKE NIGHT AND DAY
THE SEASONS COME AND GO
THE SUN THE RAIN THE SNOW
EBBING, FLOWING COMING GOING
LOOK AND FEEL
DO YOU NEVER SENSE THE REAL
THE IMMENSE WHOLE
DRIVING FORWARD PUSHING
STRIVING FOR PERFECTION
PRESSING EVER ONWARDS
IT'S GOAL EXPRESSION
RELENTLESSLY WORKING
TO BE MANIFEST
TO COME ANEW
TO BE
IF YOU LOOK
YOU MAY JUST SEE
NATURE
EXPRESSING




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The stream of creation and dissolution never stops. All things come out of the one, and the one out of all things.
HERACLITUS
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