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When sands grind me bare and my world's gears stop turning, I look to the wind and wait for the sky. for the sun to rage off of my range of vision until stars come out, instead of looking at feet I fix to the sky. my star stares me straight directly in my third eye 'sit still my son please I've sat here for years let me tell you a story of Earth at its start. the planet's alive, a lot like you can't you see, from fire and storms mass extinction, death out of, the earth came to be. Earth was weak until she spun her core so tightly and quickly the wind came alive. With that planet earth found a   cure for her fire. She found beauty in balance, constructed karma, founded shifting sands of time, dynamically brought concepts of good and evil to war with each other. Positioned herself in her suitable orbit. Just follow the earth, sit down, tame the fire. Spin your existence like her, and maybe you'll see there's no need for breath when wind fills your lungs. Find your own balance within, fight your own battle learn desire serves to feed flames, continue pain life makes suffering. Don't lose this battle or your forces might make you stay the same person. If after you find yourself trapped up on the moon, don't fear traveler. Fleeing far from home you have started your journey! One day you may find Your own heaven place, a perfect spot just to watch the cosmos below. And a star like me, one day you're destined to be. transcend all your pain until we same speak.' That's why I look to the stars, through unsurety I will keep swimming. Knowing one day full well, I belong in the sky.
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Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 10:03 AM UTC
Look to the Stars
When sands grind me bare and my world's gears stop turning, I look to the wind and wait for the sky. for the sun to rage off of my range of vision until stars come out, instead of looking at feet I fix to the sky. my star stares me straight directly in my third eye 'sit still my son please I've sat here for years let me tell you a story of Earth at its start. the planet's alive, a lot like you can't you see, from fire and storms mass extinction, death out of, the earth came to be. Earth was weak until she spun her core so tightly and quickly the wind came alive. With that planet earth found a   cure for her fire. She found beauty in balance, constructed karma, founded shifting sands of time, dynamically brought concepts of good and evil to war with each other. Positioned herself in her suitable orbit. Just follow the earth, sit down, tame the fire. Spin your existence like her, and maybe you'll see there's no need for breath when wind fills your lungs. Find your own balance within, fight your own battle learn desire serves to feed flames, continue pain life makes suffering. Don't lose this battle or your forces might make you stay the same person. If after you find yourself trapped up on the moon, don't fear traveler. Fleeing far from home you have started your journey! One day you may find Your own heaven place, a perfect spot just to watch the cosmos below. And a star like me, one day you're destined to be. transcend all your pain until we same speak.' That's why I look to the stars, through unsurety I will keep swimming. Knowing one day full well, I belong in the sky.
There's no need for breath when the wind fills your lungs -- each stanza is a haiku
quinnciferlium
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Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 10:03 AM UTC
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