Hands off

Hands off

Such things can be seen and touched.
The view is as clear as the sun in summer.
It is not the pursuit of forever but the quest to find happiness.
Perhaps it is not the love we search that appease the heart
But the warmth that calms the soul.
The view is as still as the sunrise and the sunset.
But no matter how many times we shoot for the moon,
We can never ever touch the stars.
They just twinkle from afar
And even if it’s not the light that satisfies,
You just cannot do anything.
You are held captive in want and not do.


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