Stop moving and you’ll be dead. One of the signs of life is its movement.

Heavens blue, clouds thick,
Rain above, misty below,
All the earth for me
Is a place for fun.
Sun fires, moon shine,
Stars fixed, and winds a-blowing,
All into this heart of mine,
Glowing, flowing, and moving on.

Mind thinks, heart beats,
Days change to years,
Joys of life are in me,
And its price, laughter!
Girl’s love, man’s desires,
Love of family and of work,
Just a will of moving on,
With sincerity, and integrity, to reality.

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