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No Limitation

Behind forest there is beautiful meadow Upon it trees cast shadow The extensive boughs of oak tree Give it primordial majesty Beneath the forest a stream In which all kinds of fish swim Small lake nourishes the stream It is wonderful like a dream The edge of the pond is covered by rushes Through the water skitter blazes Horsetail not as tall as in past ages Aura put on a soul by marsh marigold never cases Upon the meadow bumble bee Will be First thing you will see Fallowed by flowers full of beauty From dandelions and butterfly weed To hardy geranium, and tiger lilies, all growing from a seed The bees make honey that is sweet From the various flowers beneath your feet Coming from the East Meadow is slowly engulfed by a mist With it comes cool summer breeze You close your eyes suddenly you know what meaning of life is The meadow is beautiful but it has limitations So what are limitations The fact that you can only see What your biology Allows you to see And if you could see What abstract rather than concrete mind can see This vision also limited would be Limitation is you need consciousness to have a soul Limitation is you need a soul At all Limitation is that you die if you fall And that you have to die at all Limitation is the second law of thermodynamics you have to obey And if you’d be so tall That this law you wouldn’t need to obey Other limitations would come your way At any day Even if you can think beyond abstract Yet have your body and mind intact And that ability came from concrete mind And once reached different growth for the mind You would find You would still be partially blind Even if you were writer of destiny Or be omnipotent in your immortality If you could reach infinity All meaning disappearing would be So how the heck can one be free One possibility Is when I look in her eyes as I kiss her seeing her soul glisten We have no limitation

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