I have run the race
I have finished the course
I have paid a classic price
Now the prize, a delicate angel,
In my hands in bold gold!

Oh! What a diadem of glory
On my head at eventide
Rushing in a morning dawn
With armada of royal rainbows
Arching my violet sky
On wings of glory in glory!

see no evil.
speak no evil.
hear no evil.

You told me
You don't want to be stolen.
Sleep is stealing you from me.

You told me
You don't want to be stolen.
Town is stealing you from me.

You told me
You don't want to be stolen.
World is stealing you from me.

I will fight for every inch of your body.
I will fight for every drop of your tears.
I will fight for every smile of your soul.

I am warrior and can do that alone.
But not lonely.
In the dark.
In me.
For you .
In the world.
But not alone.
YOU ...
mine treasure hiden and lonely...

Listen to
        your  own  soul,  
               too many
   people listen to the noise
             of the world
                   instead
              of themselves.

               Deep inside,
    you know what you want,
                 let no one
         decide that for you.

                      There
               comes a time
                      when
            you have to choose
                    between
            turning the page
                        and
           closing the book.

                       Don't
           be afraid of losing
                     people.
              Be  afraid of
       losing yourself  trying  
                 to  please
        everyone around  
                       you.
            It always seems
                 impossible
             until  it's  done.
                                                                                   Jon York   2019