Energy
What is real is the pulse of your soul
not the beating in your chest
Real is the honesty of a child
not the envy of your foe
Live in the world with your heart wide open
and your eyes closed tight
Your brain is the conductor
in your train of life
Feed it love,
receive happiness
Feed it hate
and live in fear
You choose
Copyright © Britt Rose | Year Posted 2014
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