i just have to let it go

Destruction elicits cause for an uplifting spiritual gradient,
Due past mirage and circumstance, where sages elucidate their pure intent.
Beckoning the future and its black-filled night away from many stars,
Indelible verses promote the owner's willfulness to defeat, triumphantly.
Clandestine promises are teased for the unfaithful who want more,
After all, we always gain more than we've ever had before.

Nobody listens any more, it must be a dead art.
The Bodhisattva hears the chilled night air, feeling patiently bare.
The lovers of the flesh and the champions of death link arms joyfully,
As if to pile bodies morbidly consumed by their own selfish plight.
We cannot all escape this fright. Beware!

Plundering lost souls for solitude and reconciliation is a blunder of mind, a thief of time.
I am very sorry for those pressures that caused you worry,
I could not escape that flurry when it came time to turn and hurry.
The threads of time have been sewn shut in that pocket we hid diamonds and such,
Never to be considered as worth anything unsalable as much.

If it's true the whole world is watching, then what keeps them entertained?
Is it the tragic sense of pushing the blame, regarding the abjuration of this mental frame?
Just another part of the scenery, when loosed from a jail you are never free.
If there was something we could see inside us we'd need no eyes to frighten, unspeakably forgotten.
Tasting the blade is what keeps my faith solid when everyone turns their back to run,
Aimlessly / Shockingly / Carelessly / Furiously / Swiftly / Impatiently / Without Me.
I will make it through this storm because I am the storm and I see through that eye,
Floating above laying waste to all below the precious fruitless sky.
One turn of the wheel could lay waste to all,
God please save us all.