Monday, 13 June 2011

Complacent

The time is now
   the heart knows how
The feet stand still
   complacent, unfulfilled

Empty spaces, blank face's

You know the way
    move, pray

Start the motion
    hear the commotion
Your Soul is screaming
    you are not dreaming


The here is now
    you do know how.......


 

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