On This Great Journey of Souls
We care for our loved ones,
to allay their darkest fears.
The harsh realities,
and the ever-welling tears.
Time passes in minutes,
and the eons forgotten.
The great skills are practiced,
the steel bar under cotton.
The heart's strength is softness,
its fleshy target in red.
The night too plunges deep,
the secret words have been said.
The fielty of kings,
in the keeping of true gold.
The star that falls burning,
its treasure cannot be sold.
On their mountain ponies,
braves in their paint of war.
riding into battle,
and on legends they will soar.
The fallen hope they'll wake,
in the place where they find us
the money that they use,
will be measured in kindness.
The material world,
and through its greatest ages.
We have learned many things,
both from fools and from sages.
The wisdom of the deep,
and the treasures that it holds.
We will mine its secrets,
on this great journey of souls.
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