Be the winds guide the stars feeling of my heart
through streets of knowledge forgotten by achieved life.
Know the process by failing it with no matter
for the passing of time makes it all, all fine.
On the walks of life find the silence of truth
and smile like a child to the old men that seem to be only.
Old times of youth achieved by the withdrawing
of defence and control.
For it is all to be lost and gained by the absence of our complain.
Times been and are and will be
but the soul remains an All
besides I and you and me
there are the sun and moon
and the love on which they bloom.
Carved the intimacy of one's self
all that life can carry and breed is Perfect.
We are,
we see,
we feel
and we Breathe.