For every effort, it seems to me,
there is another to keep it in line.
As if to remind, you're not stronger than I,
no more or less divine.
Forces surge, passions ebb,
delights swing to and fro'.
Lateral decisions turn
yeses into no's.
A burning orb, we bumbling folk
who try to build from connection
but in our excite we burst the yolk
and explode in different directions.
Does the ivy not climb seeking sun,
secret scions reaching new heights?
His brother, the vine,
hangs low from his home and covers his head until night.
there is another to keep it in line.
As if to remind, you're not stronger than I,
no more or less divine.
Forces surge, passions ebb,
delights swing to and fro'.
Lateral decisions turn
yeses into no's.
A burning orb, we bumbling folk
who try to build from connection
but in our excite we burst the yolk
and explode in different directions.
Does the ivy not climb seeking sun,
secret scions reaching new heights?
His brother, the vine,
hangs low from his home and covers his head until night.
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