Poem: Seeking the source

Where is the deep source,

Well of creativity,

Fountain of longevity,

Birthplace of originality?


Four norsemen,

Forged the source,

With the art of zen,

And strong force,

Completed was the source.


To the present,

Message was sent,

Source is real,

As a proof the seal.


Seal of faith,

Not seen by the eye,

Only by the right,

That who possesses truesight.


Lost in time,

Lost in present,

All we can do is whine,

Until our necks are bent.


Or we can choose,

To fight for a truce,

Let’s not wail,

We all shall prevail.


Source is real,

So are you,

Live the life with zeal,

And it shall come too.

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