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A World On Stilts

When the world becomes still And all that matters is my own personal will A will that will one day match that of the creator A will that will one day Spread hope to those Who beg for change in their prayers As the clouds above me split in the sky And the sun gazes and beats upon me I shall call forth A world of peace A world of clarity We shall all call forth A world full of fairy tales Angels, speaking flowers and rain dances One where our magic has been re-claimed And we take care in the words we allow To enter and leave our brains Where we can heal in the blink of an eye And you never feel lost Because you are surrounded by those who know the way And you never feel alone Because you have been made aware Of from where it is you came This is the world that resides above us This is the world that lives on stilts Keeping us with purpose Giving us somewhere to go Magicians, healers, dragons and amazons Let us see it unfold before our eyes Allowing the light to pulse from our wrists This is the path that is meant to save us This is the life I was meant to live Surrender Accept And claim our role in our society As beings of peace and beings of flowering Hold my place on my throne And allow the spirit to over throw God has blessed you God has blessed me To love can be a blessing that comes so easily

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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