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3rd Star to the Left

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Ain’t no stoppin’ what can’t be stopped.

Ain’t no rushin’ what comes despite the props.

Stars fade and oceans cease.

But they were here.

So says what they leave.

Maybe if it’s pushed,

Maybe if it’s never quit,

Maybe if it’s faced with that single something more than it,

Forcing itself to allow what it would never before admit,

So it may be embedded in the streams amongst the eternal drifts.

Inside it rests, and inside it shall stay.

Only to release what calls from inside,

Such is the way.

No reasons left to ponder or worry,

Feel the pain that’s held back the truth all along,

Engulfing all the good and promise with fury.

There it is,

Without judgment,

Without hurry.

Without the faults constantly aligned with the gateways to purgatory.

Finding itself glowing as it rides the cool breezes far beyond clouds,

So, celestially.

Writing its story with the grace of its being,

Leaving behind the tale of its powerful heart

Powerfully beating.

 

 

Original X: Bach

 

 

 

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Life truly is as a river, flowing, streaming across the vast space of our being. But where it shall take us is not completely set.  If we swim hard even, we can battle even the greatest of torrents, the most powerful of currents.

It is in our spirit the river awaits. It is our will the river follows. Once we choose to go against the river our life truly begins. Once we find our way the river’s flow will guide us further.

It challenges us.  It builds us.  It makes us who we are.  When we’re ready, it takes us the rest of the way.

It may seem the same, our journey’s end.  But the journey itself alters every perception, bringing different acceptance, new content, drifting from what we thought we knew to nothing we’ve ever known at all.

Continuum.  Always appearing the same.  But never the same at all.

 

Original X: Bach