we choose
every path we take
each step and brush stroke
we eventually make
paramount time counts down
each vivid sunset and shining moonrise
marking each moment we own
all our joy and desperate cries
constant thoughts in our mind
our remorse and laughs
every little thing we find
some are miracles others gaffes
once we find it
stop to peel back the rind
reveal the flesh expose the pit
discover things to be harsh or kind
stupidity or wisdom
making waves in our minds
is it sphere or kingdom
those words we speak and hear
all that fear we hold in our being
that precious love we hold so dear
is it choice or fate that we are seeing
 

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