i have no questions
only manifestations
just to elude
that which is imbued
no more confusions
among the illusions
reality is such
to keep in touch
to hold a stone
i will not moan
we hold it in joy
and boy oh boy
in this keepsake i know im not fake
for today and tomorrow
i will not feel sorrow
from a faith
thats gained and held
like the fusion that it weld
its good to feel these powers
surrounding me
like a valley of flowers
remembering these
in my final hours
with my new birth
i know how much im worth