Heart Of The Matter
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Tie up all the loose ends,
Tidy the turmoil away,
Temper the tempest within you,
It's gone at the end of the day,
Lay on a bed of forgiveness,
Seek out, the seeker of truth,
Detach from the fair weather heroes,
Their talk and their visions uncouth,
Walk away, walk with speed, they are calling,
Your name, is a game that they play,
Your ego, they stroke in the passing,
And remove; at the end of the day.
Linda Harnett ©2009
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