Folding knees and falling hands
In pieces the heart beats
To bursting stars the mind sings

Nothing is free
Price will always be present
Consumption beyond necessity
The future ticks

All that lives dies
Value in a breaths moment
Out weighing monetary with common fear

Can not protect them forever
Just as they could not you
You wonder to the years in gain of what will
Time that had been yours will be theirs

Beyond surfing the clouds and resting riverside
Taking in the day stars will blanket while one will dance thought
Will it remain
Twisting in a canvas that is cruel
Though the beauty taking to unseen tomorrow

by Robert Vardell

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