fredag 29. januar 2010
The seed.
We entered all so young
we eneterd all the same,
unlimited potential
sparkled through our veins.
We knew not that we where
we knew not what there was;
the simple gift of being
was all we brought with us.
We reached to explore
we reached out for the rose,
no matter if the thorns hurt
in the experience we chose.
How curiously made
how curiously born;
just for the joy of living
we came to take this form.
'cause we're choosing to exist
we're choosing to take place,
out of endless possibilities
we picked this time and space.
A reminder lies inside
a reminder lies right here:
This moment holds the greatest
gift you can conceive.
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