Why fight when there are no battles,
why scream
as if anything we say matters
In the pool of all the things we felt,
chaos heats up ice,
so our hearts can melt,
not remain stone cold
I would break the mold,
but I don’t see one
I see no obstacles, I see no limits
I feel all there is to feel,
I am immersed in living
Spirit of Tara 