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I spill my heart into a lengthy poem. |
| Blazing is the fire in my soul. If not burning, there would be a hole. Patient is my path toward dreaming. Slowly stepping toward my goal. The path I blaze is winding. Obstacles left unforeseen. But light past the tunnel is blinding. It’s glorious undeniable sheen. Every fox, bird, or badger; Every animal along my way, Strengthens my will and all that matters. Help me live a brighter day. The future is not yet written, But instead of sitting around waiting, I pick up my pen; put my point to the paper. And show the world how it shall be changing. My journey is long and lonely, But I will not be alone. I will quest ‘til every spirit is carried; Until every life has flown. Every energy will circulate. Every cure will heal the world. There’s more than just the human race. A new relationship will unfurl. This endless winter we have caused. But it will end one day. When life itself becomes guarded, And nature becomes one to stay. |