We stand upon the precipice of all our lives have sown
and look out on the garden of all that has now grown.
Can we be proud of what we’ve done; the future left behind?
Have we left behind us more than left for us to find?
If we made mistakes back there can we now change our ways
and trust that to our children we’ve gifted better days?
For that’s always been the meaning of living in this place;
being at one with Gaia and dying in her grace.
I know that speaking for myself I’ve done a lot of harm
while I battled inner Demons who sometimes now are calm.
But now, in those little calm times perhaps I can repent
and focus on the here and now, not where I’ve been or went.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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