In the middle during the middle, playing the fiddle of change ~
Rearranging, energy exchanging, gold mixed with loose change.
Reach above it, out of covet, desired peace to stand ~
Micro to macro, sublime matter facto, salvation of shifting sand.
Dolphins and whales fly in the sky, Sun penetrates the gloom ~
Open the widow, allow the truth flow, all to be revealed soon.
Let go of the hurry, no need worry, all occurring in stride ~
Flow in the rhythm, feel the vision, be and enjoy the ride.