When all dust and talk has settled down
Smoke and smokescreens withered away;
When passions and tempers have waned (somewhat)
And shields and swords stand no more in way;
Search deep within your soul then –
And find the steel to ink another way.
When tide and hunger have both been quelled
Grief and anger hold no more sway;
When joy and pain bring equal solace
And the wheel of fate toils your way;
Search deep within your soul then –
And find the clay to mould another way.
When you find yourself at crossroads
And care neither for the trail nor how you fare;
When fame and fortune smile upon you,
And blades of grass to serrated peaks, all
Bask contended in your caressing care;
Search deep within your soul then –
And find the whim to color another way.
When searing melody has vented notes,
How littlest levity…
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