A Good Path
I ran around in suspended journeyTo see all that two eyes can see...
But learned of sight that came not from...
My windows that were given me...
I ran around in suspended time...
To learn of how to cheat my fate...
I came to terms with what it takes...
To reach the coveted eternal lake...
Where mansions sit and surround the one
Whose house is where...all child is welcome...
I dream of how it might...will be...
But first I must get to the tree...
That holds the fruit for all to eat...
Which gives us life eternally...
The fruit of that...which is...that is...
knowledge that soon will come to be...
As familiar as a home would be...
A knowledge that will set you free...
Give in to words...
Come Unto Me.
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