Its deep. Look at the trees You cut them down, than complain about the excess heat, having a hard time to breathe. Must be hidden in the 5D why you cant see
By Dre3 years ago in Poets
My toe on the surface of the sea, Is felt on the surface of a leaf, Swaying in the trees, In the wood just behind me. The will to survive, thrive
By Dre4 years ago in Poets
So what? They think that I, we, don't know? Think the vibrations, don't reverberate in my, our soul. What? Am I, we, blind, to my, our, own light?
Build, Build, Build, QUICK Build! The youth need a shield. The town needs a guild. Skill of the will to reveal, The field, where everything that we need,
Sparks, ignition and amplification The rise of a nation Solidification, Fortification and foundation The vision of the patient.