Resistance no more,
who'll even the score?
Where I encounter bump,
that I will dump
Flowing forward in current, by inertia
You'll stop my sacred flow?
It kinda un-earths ya
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A man who takes no more opposition
sounds bigoted, pigheaded
a real decomposition
Is that really where
my heart does lay?
Or is there more,
but no one wills to say?
A soul perfecting
in good grace,
should ever slow
the holy pace?
Flow now I must
thru non resistance
when that disappears,
heavens open entrance
Where I go
right here and now,
is out of the way,
a continual perfect flow
'Where he stops nobody knows'
'last we seen was him in the flow'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem