When time comes take note.
Stock the soul with love
Judge not and do not project
The will of others to protect
Come away with little doubt
Precious
Existence holds you through, without
Trying.
It is there You, gratitudinal rising
All is gone, let go of trying
The path you walk is yours alone,
Love fills up like water tomb
Grieve suffering there, let it float away
On waves weightless water
Runs past day.
Cole 