The fog of the past has cleared
The mists have moved away
The time is mine to hold
And creation holds her sway
No longer wasting moments
And living on the blade
I hold my fate in my own hands
A life that’s mine to be made
With truly open eyes
And a heart that’s not my own
I walk on daily through this life
Finally seeing what we’ve sown
In the everyday there’s alchemy
You never can predict
Combinations unheard, un-thought
of
Human logic never picked
Frail! You say impossible
Not strong enough, they insist
But creation moves in her own way
And life cannot resist
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