To me, I see
Further than he, but he,
Sees his own seas;
Soft, innocent fleece

Circled under a veil
Of creativity, sets sail,
Wondered aimlessly, but well,
An answerless well, you fell

I thought I saw him,
Standing so elegant,
No single expressed whim,
His skin and body vents

Can't smell what he sees,
Only the breeze through the leaves,
A forest fire blazed,
But the tree always stayed

Yeah, I've felt the wind,
And I've heard the birds,
Through the flowers I grinned,
I tasted the words

Life, is a walk up the seven steps.
Step one, is the base of all existence.
Step two, love's own creative evidence.
Step three, the force of life is connected.
Step four, the stone is held here.
Step five, one's voice is heard through all fours.
Step six, everything else becomes clear.

Step seven, connects with one.
The seed of life is planted
So that a new tree grows, more
Than the sapling that dropped it

Space Age, the whole process,
I love the time, til about an hour by,
Free flow, and the blues experience,
I thought the difference, til I was just tired

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