We have traversed lowly earth
Gropped for the grand worth
Charred the wood of our youth
Sought out a heavenly truth
If only we could halt our fray
Give our minds and hearts a chance at play
Listen to the timeless prudence
Turned over at birth and at demise
A collective rhythm entombed in us
Thumping to rally our purpose
The only secret we will ever bear
One that would be splendid to share
Courage would uncover at our feet
To lead us on paths brightly lit
In spite of brief bleak shadows
We'd be prodded on by inner glows
Like assurance from the azure sunset
That tomorrow is indeed godsent
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