Whether it is bread crumbs or pebbling
I find myself sustained, walking on solid ground
My heart unwavering,
Even when my head is not always able to wrap itself around
I find no reason, no need, to reason with myself
In life it is our motivations that move us -
to higher ground
A longing for love is not fruitless,
Even unrequited I am fulfilled
The state of being is enough -
to leave one vying for beauty, brilliance, and sound
Inspiring the master to craft and leader to pick up their staff
Love is a many splendid thing,
With which you can do most anything
The pure of heart and imaginative minds
Lifting the spirit of our human kind,
Planting seeds from the Divine -
for a future full and lasting for all of time
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