The Roar

The roar within moves us to rise again.


There will be a roar internally unveiling  

A submergence of love never failing

A curiosity untangled gracefully within adventure

Tiptoe into the tulips of existence

Dance with the breeze

Unravel thyself out of assumption

Focus where depth meets infinity

Where eternal connection locks in the glance

Where doubt evaporates and belief is a never ending trance

There is always a war of two roars

A decision behind every door

A stare

A chance

A glance

A dance

A roar of immortal existence graces this path

Choices to stare, glance or dance

Hunger intrigues the roar of a growing soul

Nutritional variance presents a course

Awareness does not rise to be

It presents itself to receive


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