I'm reading from the book of time.
I'm talking through the fire.
I'm breathing in the wind that blows.
I'm swimming in the water's ode.
I wandered through the sacred storm
surrounded by shadows.
Reflections of a frightening world,
but seeing it, it turned to gold.
And all that is
will one day go away.
Poetically,
something is here to stay.
I'm letting go of memories old.
I'm nullifying negative holds.
I'm giving back a star crossed love.
I'm flying like the peaceful dove.
And all that is
will one day go away.
Poetically,
something is here to stay.
You can't see it but it's there,
enveloping the bad and the good.
You can't feel it but it's there.
All life is running through Shiva's hair.
Shiva, the one who loves.
Shiva, the one who cares.
Shiva, the one with nothing.
Shiva, the one in all.
I'm giving back what isn't mine.
I'm tired of chasing shadows.
I'm focusing on what's sublime.
I'm ready to birth the world.
And all that is
will one day go away.
Poetically,
Something is here to stay.
You can't see it but it's there,
enveloping the bad and the good.
You can't feel it but it's there.
All life is running through Shiva's hair.
Shiva, the one who loves.
Shiva, the one who cares.
Shiva, the one with nothing.
Shiva, the one in all.
And all that is
will one day go away.
Poetically,
something is here to stay.
You can't see Him but He's there,
enveloping the bad and the good.
You can't feel Him but He's there.
All life is running through Shiva's hair.
Shiva, the one who loves.
Shiva, the one who cares.
Shiva, the one with nothing.
Shiva, the one in all.
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