Its Not Light Reading
In the leys,
The magic lies;
Secrets ancient,
Reveal the prize.
When Earth was born,
Her siblings were too;
And on that morn,
First breath they drew.
A dance lifelong,
Is celestial reel;
The human flaw,
Their fates will seal.
Time travelers pass,
Through black hole fields;
Gathering en masse,
For family meals.
While predators hunt,
With fervent zeal,
Far away, the hunted,
will steal.
Too many times,
The mark is missed;
The arrow flies,
Death does not kiss.
Abundant courage,
It will cease;
When man sees fit,
The leys to read.
Each soul it searches,
For ultimate truth;
Within ley language,
Lay the roots.
Power and wisdom,
Lie in wait;
For all souls who,
Destruction hate.
The ancients learned,
So long ago;
To follow the leys;
Go with the flow.
In the Orient,
A name they gave;
Surely you’ve heard it;
It’s called, “Feng Shui”.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2018
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