To Move
Go forth and bellow for the art of moving men is a simple
recipe of blood, fire, metal and stone.
Given no reason at all his seductive mind conjures all the ingredients
to produce spontaneous and combustive prejudice against everything in spite of
himself.
Whisper into empty shells and let the echo reverberate, sail
on the breeze and to the ears of those that have nothing to lose but their passion
and so the seed of influence sprouts and feeds their minds and soul for power.
Sit alone with split fingers, molding together reflection
and perception into art that transcends time and space to alter tradition and faith
with the subtlety of ocean tides. Cast
the net and capture the essence of man’s soul and let eternity either chide the
maker or praise his end.
Compassion and hope to heal the dispirited minds and
fractured bodies in simple gesture and reassuring tones that teach and multiply
efforts ten thousand fold to bleed away sheer existence.
Love yourself unconditionally and in that truth, share it in
order that others can understand it and erase barriers hidden by all other
senses.
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