Size Life Feat
The feat of life flows to a special beat
We each lend a hand composing the band
Tribal drums since it all begun
It can soothe you, groove you, power to really move you
Silly to think string holds everything
Purely just by chance this Universal dance
Such purity and grace, except the human race
Truly everything IS and has it's own place
What the past still holds or is yet to unfold
In this eternal moment of now, just not all at once somehow
On the multiple sides life's ride does hide
From three dimensional views until you breakthrough
Geometric cohesion creates these illusions
Can repulsion bind while gravity unwinds
The hardest questions answers are easy to find
Close all five sense, and open the mind.
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