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Feb 2021
There are forces that can't be stopped.
Endless eternal spinning that can't be reversed.
Eyes of the past that can't see the future.
Would they know what they miss?
Home.  Home is a place in the heart.
The greatest thing we all have in common.
Home.  Where peace and love resides.
There should never be hate.
Though, sometimes it finds its place.
It can't be helped, if not for Grace!
Not mine.  I could only destroy it.
Even if my intentions are good.
There are forces at work I can't comprehend.
Where's the spinning circle start?
Was it made, or is it always?
There's a good answer for that.
In time.  Life is absorbent of everything,
with every emotion conveyed from birth to death.
In one's own mind, his thoughts shape his being.
Imagine how many pages have been scribed
since the day the art was born.
To write one's own thoughts.
Imagine a book that shared the secrets of life.  Of the cosmos entirely, and beyond.
There are just some forces that can't be stopped.
And Love is the calming wave of an endless and angry ocean.
Written by
Michael
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