I lose my mind,
and listen to the heartbeat of the universe,
dance to the songs of eternity,
singing to the abyss of infinity.
Wanderer, wake up!
The way you walk has the stink of sleep.
Our pure hearts roam across the world.
We get bewildered by all the idols we see,
yet what we're trying to understand
in everything is what we already are.
We are searching for an answer to the times we live in.
We need a vision that will not only allow us to see the reality of our time
but will urge us on to a more complete expression of our complete humanness.
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