The pinnacle of creation will never be relentlessness, but the softness of heart that passion has to offer.
The dream of creation calling me out
So I ran, chasing what I could see.
Searching for what I have
And seeking what I did not
Then in the middle of it all
I fell deep in awe
Relentlessly gripping what I had until I crushed it all
So I walked back to life with my face down and my head held up
Wait!
Don't you see?
Don't chase it, you have it!
Once I knew I was not magnificent
I could see for miles.
~Hidden3motionz
Words by Alvin Ziwa
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Written on 2016-11-06 at 21:03
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Walk back to life
"Come, Come!" , it saidThe dream of creation calling me out
So I ran, chasing what I could see.
Searching for what I have
And seeking what I did not
Then in the middle of it all
I fell deep in awe
Relentlessly gripping what I had until I crushed it all
So I walked back to life with my face down and my head held up
Wait!
Don't you see?
Don't chase it, you have it!
Once I knew I was not magnificent
I could see for miles.
~Hidden3motionz
Words by Alvin Ziwa
Read 736 times
Written on 2016-11-06 at 21:03




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