Fish die in full view of the water,
-not because of drowning but toxic polluting...toxic of greediness
Birds die at the very edge of sky;
-Because the soul fly above while body fallen below....too much ego kill soul
Love can die when there’s no room to grow in,
-The best room to grow is in heart, warm for soul to park
Like the wind, for a stopping place sighs.
-Across all the distance bringing all the heartbreak and watch over happiness, monitoring life side black or white
It is nice write Patti...wonderful sight! ! ! _Unwritten Soul
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Fish die in full view of the water, -not because of drowning but toxic polluting...toxic of greediness Birds die at the very edge of sky; -Because the soul fly above while body fallen below....too much ego kill soul Love can die when there’s no room to grow in, -The best room to grow is in heart, warm for soul to park Like the wind, for a stopping place sighs. -Across all the distance bringing all the heartbreak and watch over happiness, monitoring life side black or white It is nice write Patti...wonderful sight! ! ! _Unwritten Soul