For You and those in peace with who You are.
Feel in shapes of golden leaves
Feel in pain of fruitful feels
Feel the ways that take the paths
Of growth of joy of gentle act
Of people of love in loving fact
Of people of generous clean heart.
Feel the breeze of gentle facts
It’s shaped of fields of fruitful farms
On sync on sync on worlds afar
That get into your closest arms
For you to grab and hold and grab
For you to feel yours, in fact.
Rains of pours of breezes far
Complete in shapes of golden farms
Rephrased in shapes of message done
In hope to get where you want to start;
What is your fact, what is your place in Earth,
In fact.
The place where you can be yourself
The place where you can act as you
In shapes where you can shape your act
In phase where you can make your own self be
For you and others who are in peace
With who you are.
And you start becoming you, again, most of the time.
At last.
And we change the world
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