Novelty’s Destruction


The winds of change are blowing
rattling this old house’s bones

Listen to the eves howling
Age creaks and moans

The beautiful essence haunting
what was, before and has been

Emptyness growing heavy
Tired stories told by skin

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things aren’t ever the same
Change our only constant friend

What’s without is what’s within
everyone’s caught in our war

Weapons of choice the expectation
we construct our demise and fall

Learning to say less and do more
we’ll be dying to please All

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Thought we wanted what we should
caught up in the web of fear

Have to fight our own capacities
to refine our purpose pure

Giving to others what we have
isn’t anything but Truth

wealth the endless Breath
treasure the Heart rhythm

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