Size Life Feat

The feat of life flows to a special beat We each lend a hand composing the band Tribal drums since it all begun It can soothe you, groove you, power to really move you Silly to think string holds everything Purely just by chance this Universal dance Such purity and grace, except the human race Truly everything IS and has it's own place What the past still holds or is yet to unfold In this eternal moment of now, just not all at once somehow On the multiple sides life's ride does hide From three dimensional views until you breakthrough Geometric cohesion creates these illusions Can repulsion bind while gravity unwinds The hardest questions answers are easy to find Close all five sense, and open the mind.