The extension of life

The extension of life
The blooming civilization
What thoughtless minds
When corruption blinds
Nature is without needy
The soaring sky is its own beauty

Hearts empty and deprives
Without the adaptation of mindful love
Is there such thing that stalks the Earth?
The highest virtue that blinds many more
Were the greatest treasure was within itself.

Love is a bridge across from the other
Where no other path will offer another
Where desolation strums but isolation dues

Is there such a place that exists?
Well, of course!
It’s love you’re seeking rather than the rewards of life

Love is the greatest treasure and you’ll have to seek it out
Love is without compromise and does not negotiate
Seek it in the most lowly places and you
Will surely be laced with its own mess.