Think not what I may do,
But your will, and iron desire;
Think not which way the world
Is turning, but which way we are burgeoning;
Think not why we are more than perfect,
And some crawling like heavenly insects;
Think not what light has done to you,
But the darkness that ensconces you;
The children of tomorrow are wiser today,
From them you learn the waterway;
Think not if definite calculations
Are for the unbidding unforgiven;
Instead rise in wonderment like thunderstorms
And live in joy with love profound;
Think not, but do believe,
That the chains will be relieved;
Believe in the beauty of nature and how
The lovely discourse has taken an outbow.
But your will, and iron desire;
Think not which way the world
Is turning, but which way we are burgeoning;
Think not why we are more than perfect,
And some crawling like heavenly insects;
Think not what light has done to you,
But the darkness that ensconces you;
The children of tomorrow are wiser today,
From them you learn the waterway;
Think not if definite calculations
Are for the unbidding unforgiven;
Instead rise in wonderment like thunderstorms
And live in joy with love profound;
Think not, but do believe,
That the chains will be relieved;
Believe in the beauty of nature and how
The lovely discourse has taken an outbow.
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