Shine on, your side is crying on it's own.
Threat. Heat. Heal it.
Rethink that please - good for you.
Repeat that please - up to you.
Whenever, wherever we try, trying too far,
Missing the point, blushing all away.
Hey, you always have the choice....
A heavy bag on you.
On your own is just what is,
on your own is what you are.
In this holy garden you may forgotten
all your wispering.
Look inside through your breath...
Why to grab it? Is just from your head.