This I Tell You

Its great living in this happiness
Even greater knowing your joys source
Contement is when you achieve
Beyond all when can sustain
But anythimg without strain
Never found true home in you
This I know in depth

Belief is a heavy feeling
It erupts tow lavas
Logic and ignorance
The much of which we display
Its by choice not force
Of the lavas which to define us
Thus happiness is having control
Not balance of emotions
Also this I hold as a truth

Walking is done easy by the feet
Direction is realisd higher in your thoughts
Balance ia prerogative of yours ears
Where do you find SELF
Whiloe you walk or where
Does self direct you or otherwise
Balance is in losing self
This I tell you