An instant revelation of…
There is a subtle reminder to life
I hold dear to me
As lies turn to the truth
I remain free
I hold the winds constant voice of motion in hand
One grain of sand cause a life to expand
One instance one resistance to faith of others
but behold the truth in a mind that smoothers
Reasons of thought when rapture reappear in a mirror
then disappear in jeer of my spirit endeavor
Nature, life, one beholds the pith
that upends the blessed to soul enrichment
Lets share in a view so commonly new
a mindful consent reach a casual few
Appreciation of everything, gift of life
I behold my own spirit, then reflect on it's strife
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