My heart cry’s loudly like and eagle seeking its way
As we are shot like an arrow from the bow of time and space
Our path we choose to gain the balance like the flight of the eternal grace
Never knowing when or if we have the face to guide us until we start to play
Games we play that consume our time, like that of our lust and greed
Confusing us beyond compare as our egos begin to bleed
Like the nourishment for plants that comes through the pith
Talking is pain, now lie down and rest, as you have found a friend to be with
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