Pacing in a flow could be counterintuitive
You might have it one day
The feeling of alignment in all areas of exiting
Foggy visuals will come to test
How many times to question before the move
Before too long the moment has passed
Your expressional chance dashed
Or this is simply
Letting it be as you believe in the universe
As a trusting guide
There are bridges to be seen
Outside the frames you draw
Lasting impressions cemented
Carving around the way
Laying down the souls law
As it should be established to see
You could push the places
Ask for more
Take a risk
But then you ask in the pace
Why would I push if I trust
What will be will be
There are too many questions if you keep asking questions
Further it must go for no reason
Could be greed
Could be boredom
Could be
Its always growing in and around us
We cast this energy and wear it
As you test the vibrations
The mirrors being held up by others will show you
There you will face your limitations
And see what’s giving and what’s taking
Be in the middle with arms bold enough to reach the state
Give up on the looking
As you are
Hazy Acres 
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