Tears Cool the Burning Coals.....
All but faded,are
sensibilities remainders
uncommon to the commonwealth
as the richness of feeling become numbing
In all it's glory,whether
past or present
our soul continues forward in the future
as ourself eventually, to catch and keep up
Navigating the burning coals
our predestined fate
laid down is the souls trail,we follow
cool underfoot,mindful of it's guidance
Our journey,is not of this world
our destination,ordained
from a much higher source
as our awakened souls suffer....
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