Everything is pure The so-called filth exists among us, yet is no different Than the sweetest kiss I love to coexist with the judgements That I sometimes don't understand our expectations Lead us to paths of hunger The need for love always exists Let the clouds disperse when our purpose calls But thunder when our ego consumes the mind Existance in this reality is often mistaken as eternity Let your vibrations be true *:lurk5bservations* Lots of love Linds
