A Sidewalk Holds The Heat

Written by: F.B. Herr

A poem about abandoning esoteric mystical pursuits in favour of appreciating the everyday.

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Lyrics:

A search for hidden meaning
Could end on any street
A dog will walk
A sun will shine
A sidewalk holds the heat

In the spring we put our books away
Our minds relax their stare
The moment I release my life
I find it everywhere

A forest of complications
A jungle of strange beliefs
I have followed the schemes of a million dreams
But none brought me relief

Now a tree is a tree, a car is a car
I live in space and time
Through eyes that cease their frantic search
The mundane is divine

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