Ageless Days Pass By

After Another After

Only One Day

You See The Pattern

A Blur

It Is

Impossible to Anchor

Yourself to Time

Set free a drift in the whirlpool

A treeless leaf

Floating and waving in the breeze of history

Soaring on the updraft

Of purpose and hope

Destiny is what will be

Not what we try to make it

Acceptance is not easily accepted

The inner note is all the music we have

In the harmony of humanity

The song of mankind is a work in progress

Out whole reason is the glorify

The composer

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