Dug into the sleepy granite- Into the cave, the animals painted- Moving with the hearth’s flame- Beyond this, is the animals sanctity- The underbelly of imagination- It cannot lay still- For it will be the torment in you- Feather drifting soul- Into the cavities of the animals wisdom- Instinct to live without doubt- Uncertainty is not a matter of insecurity- It’s only about survival- Soar as a hawk- Prowl the jungle as a lion- Slithery snake in between the rocks- The trees will live you in the shadow- Where the mind transcends matter- Flows into the ether, and is captured- Only to be released- As the instinct of animal- In the living human beast-Birth sign: Libra
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