Let the ties of your heart loose
and shake down soft streams from your fine
feathered dreamings.
Allow them to fly,
and take wing into life's pathway of unlimited
space,
where failure is not to be found,
and where moreover,
fear will never appear again.
Your choice is unbounded.
Do not die before living your dreams.
Find your zeal in life's hidden field where you pick
every love-seed.
Grow it slowly into a very large tree,
the fruits of which free you to blossom again,
and which when ate
help you live wisely, then your heart will know
for sure it has a fine purpose , you are
born to live.
This is your birthright.
(So read the Holy Man's writings)
Oct 14, 2010
Oct 14, 2010 at 3:28 PM UTC
Let the ties of your heart loose
and shake down soft streams from your fine
feathered dreamings.
Allow them to fly,
and take wing into life's pathway of unlimited
space,
where failure is not to be found,
and where moreover,
fear will never appear again.
Your choice is unbounded.
Do not die before living your dreams.
Find your zeal in life's hidden field where you pick
every love-seed.
Grow it slowly into a very large tree,
the fruits of which free you to blossom again,
and which when ate
help you live wisely, then your heart will know
for sure it has a fine purpose , you are
born to live.
This is your birthright.
(So read the Holy Man's writings)
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