Conscience Whispers

While the start time to call
Follow my conscience whispers
Trust demands feelings
Cross a cross borne not trimmed

Fate can not be changed
The following can not be painted
Established by the King of Nature

Raga is the form
Entire collapsed over time
Proud not different mirage


Soul bound in the human spirit
Who continue to accompany the cross of three natural
Planting and reflect together gasp
Firmly bound by the inner soul