The Infinite Path
The river keeps moving.
Time keeps moving.
Humans keep moving.
No matter how hard we try no one can stay put!
Motion is endless.
Everything that dies keeps on.
So, energy does not dissipate!
Even consciousness sticks around in one form or another.
So, the human spirit rises!
In silence or meekness there is movement.
My gentle quarrels against earthly powers reverberate somewhere far away.
Time moves, judgment comes, water falls from the clouds, my energy affects your energy.
Love is endless.
It does not tire of others, it sticks around too.
The beat goes on.
The sun always shines.
Life has come forth here for an eternity!
The river keeps moving.
Time keeps moving.
Humans keep moving.
No matter how hard we try no one can stay put!
The trees are rooted in place
While their leaves fall and blow and then sprout again.
So, strength cannot be ignored!
Time moves, judgment comes, water falls from the clouds, my energy affects your energy.
Even consciousness sticks around in one form or another.
So, the human spirit rises!
In silence or meekness there is movement.
My gentle quarrels against earthly powers reverberate somewhere far away.
The far path is in our vision.
We could count the days or number the trials til we now see it.
The path is infinite.
by Michelle Murphy
Time keeps moving.
Humans keep moving.
No matter how hard we try no one can stay put!
Motion is endless.
Everything that dies keeps on.
So, energy does not dissipate!
Even consciousness sticks around in one form or another.
So, the human spirit rises!
In silence or meekness there is movement.
My gentle quarrels against earthly powers reverberate somewhere far away.
Time moves, judgment comes, water falls from the clouds, my energy affects your energy.
Love is endless.
It does not tire of others, it sticks around too.
The beat goes on.
The sun always shines.
Life has come forth here for an eternity!
The river keeps moving.
Time keeps moving.
Humans keep moving.
No matter how hard we try no one can stay put!
The trees are rooted in place
While their leaves fall and blow and then sprout again.
So, strength cannot be ignored!
Time moves, judgment comes, water falls from the clouds, my energy affects your energy.
Even consciousness sticks around in one form or another.
So, the human spirit rises!
In silence or meekness there is movement.
My gentle quarrels against earthly powers reverberate somewhere far away.
The far path is in our vision.
We could count the days or number the trials til we now see it.
The path is infinite.
by Michelle Murphy