Covered with change.
But you still fear.
Wish you could hear.
The bear that roars.
The eagle that soars.
The God that rises.
I hear all. I am all.
Wish you could hear.
The beauty in monumental moment.
That just slipped past.
To the past in which you dwell.
But breaking the knot.
Is not sought or bought.
You were but a thought.
And your thoughts seeped from the form of the others.
The others who were right.
Wish you could hear.
Wish you were here.
Soar, oh, you undercover fearless one.
Soar today. Heaven awaits my soul brother.
RGH/
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