Oh how easy life can seem, when you are blind living in a dream.
Oh how simple death can be, if it was accepted as a caged soul being set free.
Oh what a surrender it would seem, if you let life slip through your fingers like catching steam.
Oh what a glory it would be, exhausted on the field of battle singing victory.
Oh the chaos is everywhere it seems, causing conflict and tragedy tearing at hopes illusion seams.
Oh the simplicity it can be, when you close your minds eye and finally see.
Acceptance of all impossible it seems, but stand like the mountain flow like the streams.
Everything just is, can it be, if that is so I have lost my identity.
Existence needs the opposites to be, one without the other no purpose to succeed.
Oh how dark, the dark can seem, but even that spec of light gives hope that shine and gleam.
Purpose for one is the other, so trust them both they accept each other.
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