Pondering the latter days
my past is there reminding
should i look away from you
is worse than any blinding
Whether you are dearly loved
or possibly unknown
the man out in the freezing cold
the dog without a home
Let me just remember when
i want to turn away
to hold the gaze and let my breaking
heart show me the way
To see the common spark of life
that every being tends
to cup my hands around the flame
and shield you from the wind ~
Lions Mane 