of air water fire and dust
I am in clayey mold , set
I remind myselfIf I sit lie sleep and eat
the clay will die and rust;
I remind myself
My heart is a Light
that clears the darkness
Of The Sight
I remind myself
I must offer The Great Spirit
'Thanks'
Whose Mercy helps from
The Ranks'
I remind myself
If I disbelieve in One
My work is 'ashes'
blown to none'
I remind myself
I must not stray but pray
Seek The Truth,Choose
The Right Way
I remind myself
Of The Book I must read
The Advice I must heed
And Now
The Task is easy, not huge
With arrogance there is
NO Place of Refuge.
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