The mood  

 

Fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action 

Kill and go free to kill again 

 

I do not know which to prefer  

Wrecking, Planning, Building, breaking 

 

Under the terrible burden of destiny 

Walks the women about you?   

 

A novice beginning yet experient of myriads of seasons  

A learner with the simplest 

 

In what I know. 

If you sing it will give your spirit lift to fly 

 

Don’t worry  

Let go the pain you are holding in your mind 

 

Resist anything better than diversity  

Welcome your spirit back from its wandering