There are factors in reality,
Set components unchanging,
Which can be found in life,
Everywhere around us,
Within the weather,
Comprised of heat,
And also moisture,
Comprised of cold,
And also dryness,
Yet the appearance,
Is never predictable,
As is with mechanics,
When things happen,
Which were not foreseen,
As with all people,
Within the art of living,
As we are of soul and heart,
And we are of flesh and blood,
Yet our behavior is curious,
In the things that we do,
We have created order,
In our orderly ways,
Living lives by schedule,
In the world we created,
Yet what is the reality,
Of the world which we live?
Is the order we create,
Only in our minds?
For we are drowning,
Dry upon the sands,
We are falling up,
To strike the earth,
We are deaf within,
A constant noise,
As we live peacefully,
Within our fears,
For this is Chaos,
Misunderstood,
With the key to peace,
Held in our hands,
To know there is reason,
To feel there is meaning,
With a Creator in creation,
As the source of life,
And the reason of love,
For the action of love,
Is releasing of fear,
Bringing us peace,
Bringing us hope,
Knowledge of things,
We cannot see,
Freed from chaos,
We gain truth.
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