Around the blazing flames of fire
In denial of our hearts desire
We throng in humble servitude
We gather the lowly multitude
A subtle essence pervades all self
the leprechaun and pixie elf
A foundation of all that is or is not
the deepest memories that time forgot
The essence is all the essence is real
it moves us forward then makes us feel
The emptiness for the art of none
reality essence for thou art the one
Friday, 7 November 2008
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