The power within
As shade face of the statue stands cold
The sun face warm
emptiness of the cold concrete
traced with a finger
You are that statue
you must turn around
face the sun
absorb the rays
And when the sky is grey cast and sullen
pick up your bones
revel in cold and worship the way it is
For an energy longs to flow
from outside of us to inside
From within and then without
Ever abundant
Lack ebbing and flowing
never dominating you
so be the moving statue
through dark or light
Meaningful to meaningless and vice versa
Subtle purpose
hiiden in the plane, eagle and rocket
The future a prize and a promise
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