You can’t, if you can’t feel it, if it never
Rises from the soul, and sways
The heart of every single hearer,
With deepest power, in simple ways.
You’ll sit forever, gluing things together,
Cooking up a stew from other’s scraps,
Blowing on a miserable fire,
Made from your heap of dying ash.
Let apes and children praise your art,
If their admiration’s to your taste,
But you’ll never speak from heart to heart,
Unless it rises up from your heart’s space.

The way we live this days. I have a sense that the wont be wrong anymore. Anything that is wrong will be seen as right. It will be accepted and justified why its done. As we come close to the future. People will do bad, brutal,hurtful,awful and shameful things , without doubt,hesitation or question.

She was a gypsy, as soon as you unravelled the many layers to her wild spirit she was on her next quest to discover her magic. She was relentless like that, the woman didn’t need no body but an open road, a pen and a couple of sunsets.

Our greatest quest in life should be to live in the light!

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