The Fires of Life
(c) Ian Hills 1987 The fires of life are burning.
The Wheels of time are turning. I find that I am yearning for the visions of my past. Though I try to see ahead In present strangely grounded I find that I am living in the shadows I have cast. Knowledge is but a cinder To warm you through the winter. This life is but a splinter of the bridges I have burned. I don't claim to know life's purpose But I do know it's a circus And we're only living out the acts that we have learned. Listen to the sages To guide you through the ages Search within your being for the thread that makes you whole. And when you can find it Take it up and bind it Through the golden baubles of the treasures of your soul. |
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