On Choosing Higher Causes

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How a willing heart thus
Adds a feather to the heel
A rose petal to the thorns
And a cold drink to the road
It is not enough to journey

We must be as loving passengers
Sweeter than man’s profiting
Ready to pamper not our starved pride
Or comforts of vanity
Every man is a damn tool

But wisdom consists in choosing
Better masters, wider causes
More eloquent rules of service
I have seen the day and found

Ridiculous wild people that run
The margins and know nothing
Of attempting accomplishments
And happier I would be to live as them

And happier I would be to learn
How to be free, use software that
Enables me to find my gift.

Braided on bended knee

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It is love! white, lasting, forever love!
Which thus hath driven me
Away from all pride
Over to kindred peace

From social pleasure, and into
The native home of all hearts
My heart wanders on the
Underbelly of the earth

Women dance in my mind like
Empowering life and youth and sustenance
I am drunk in fortune
And inner prosperity which has

Emotions as bright as landscapes
And impressed upon my mind
Like Instagram glowing faces
With all the harmony that youth

Can drown our aging gloom
It is love! why, of course, reincarnated
In another form, we are all the same
In the confusion of the dream

We find our shared realities
Like sport, like blood caught in the throat
For eyes and innocence and essences.

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