Clouds of smoke in the air. A bird with a stare.
A leaf on the ground. Take a step, mon frere.
Don't let trouble weigh you down; heavy is a frown. What weighs heavier than gold? False reason. Be proud. What lasts in the day doesn't last in a year; false perception between your ears.
Step, skip, and jump. Another leaf on the ground, three points. Don't laugh. What is reasonable to some is not reasonable to all; be quiet and enjoy smiling. Heart full.
Please leave it alone. It's best left to itself. It doesn't need help. It manages it all by itself.
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James Green
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