fulfillment

dry my eyes when i cry see the beauty within- in the loose skinny noose of my stride. step aside hear my guide he will set me inside all the time i will jump all around. see a spark in the dark and the park is so green ho hum is the sum of its parts. space fills up the face of the holiest place a cathedral with numerous chasms. clear the way for the sleigh snowy white is its beams shiny sum of all dreams whispy dreamy. sturdy oak draws a spoke out of burliest hope heavy beam hits the stream underground. must be hard to deny what the tree will not try only grows as far as its branches-empty spirit needs home and the hungry alone relish most what the fullest would squander what a waste is the taste of the tastiest taste hid behind stony door under cover.