My Universe
One world, one version, your words
Wake up, cheer up, get up
Focus on your own vibrations
March to your own drum
That is how you can create
Your own verse, your own united world
In your version of your world
A battle against anything is still a battle,
As you have your thoughts focused
Used, abused, perused, so much of you is used
Parts are moving, directions unpredictable, uncontrollable
No where now here, your universe Is bound
To the north, south, east, west, center, your vortex
Impressive arrays, too much over the top
It is your world, so colorful, so full, so whole
Pull your own strings, strike your own chords,
Climb your own ladders, connect your own dots,
Don’t be left behind, sharpen your insights,
Broaden your foresight,
Be blessed by your own insights
You are a miracle, a mirror, an oracle
The wonders and wanders while you meander ,
Polish your mirror, color your horizons,
You are made of steel, so serene, silence , silence
Be a host, not a hostage
Watch your version of your own visions,
Be nothing, say No to things
Have an infinite calm, in your realm
Chaotic it may seem, not only to your whims
Measure your losts, leave your fields
Resist and go deeper, go around to abound
God provides an escape to your wounded spirit
Rise up, go gather, get your steams
Meet your own Goliath, march around your own Jericho,
Go to meet your destiny, step up , speed up ,
Realize, be mesmerized , don’t be apart, but be a part
Be on hold, be so bold, set your bolt, it Is your world