A Slice

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May words arrive from the depths of the light.


The pain and the joy walk hand in hand
The language is tears and the dance is a waltz

Between hearts and two hands that feel like home.
The fear and the calm - the pillars of a measureless dome.

The sitting in peace and feeling the now
Forgetting the past and future somehow

Discarding the right and the conventional wrong
The depth of the truth cannot be shooed along

The river of life is meant to give a grand ride
The joining pass comes free only once

And then you await in anguish or in sleep
But don't you be worried, it will catch you still.

And so the big and the small compose a song
And walk side by side without a sound

There is no room for words or thoughts or lies
There is only freedom and a slice of paradise.