KNIGHT IN THE FOREST OF THE PONS

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Something material that encumbers the soul

Joshua Heights: JOSHUA HEIGHTS VAIN REPETITIONS Alone and tired I walk this crooked path Contemplating an endless series of mishaps I find a place to rest and weigh in my mind Am I passing the eternal test? Guide my heart, show me the way Forever more erase the decay Have mercy on my soul, this black hole Protect those I love, hear their cries Bless those I despise Nothing really changes, The World stays in a constant loop of struggle and trouble Pursue love, do the noble thing Search hi, search low Be a light the continually glows Finally you think you arrived at the place And became the person you are supposed to be Then, realize, after awhile, nothing is what it seems to be So, I ponder my life with a grin For it has been like spinning in circles And spitting in the wind Nothing, but vain repetitions AH! But maybe this is the interlude The next chapter, exciting adventures Love overtures There, I will discover a new stratosphere That houses no pain, no tears Only, beautiful love sustained But yes, this place is obtained Craw! Pull! Dig! Climb! Use my mind!

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