PRISONER OF TIME 2 © 2008

What matters is that this traffic of the soul is ordered,

Even in the internal confusion that insists on emerging,

With priorities to be met, the path is charted,

Even when deceitful words try to mislead us.

It positions itself advantageously, calm and calculated,

But the soul, wise, is not deceived,

Each emotion, each thought, in awaited sequence,

Respects the natural order, without confusion.

Each in its turn, at its right time,

Truth prevails, even if delayed,

For the soul knows that, in the open universe,

The light always finds its way.

And so, the world has not yet disintegrated,

Despite the lies that try to consume it,

For in the ordered traffic of the soul, from time to time,

Balance is maintained, and chaos avoided.

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