The two inclinations

Sadness                                           Joy

 

The wind blows                              The wind blows,

as the world wakes,                       as the Sun shines,

to the cry of pain,                             Another day,                                             

a burning lake of fire.                      Living and eternal.

 

No place to creep,                           As a beautiful melody,

I sleep so deep,                               rises from my heart,

No escape,                                       I thank you, for,

from, desire.                                     This wonderful life..        

 

Nothing,                                            God,

Nothing but lies,                              Eternal king,

And, emptiness.                              Hope reins, forever.

                                                                                                

                                                                  

SD22 SD22
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Mar 15, 2010