Everything that is pure.
Cannot be pushed away.
Maybe I can endure.
The mistakes that I have made.
But, the responsibility sets in.
These actions cause trouble.
A moral is learned again.
If I walk, surely I will stumble.
Falling on my face it hurts.
My body grows weak. I cannot be sated.
But, in my mind everything is strong and pure.
I hold everything close. Everything is sacred.
