Energy Of Life

This energy that shifts right threw me,
that makes a circular eight.
Is a power source, of life's little
course, of a path that's yet to be seen.
As I see without my eye's, as this
source tells me just where to go.
I listen to a voice, that's not
to be heard, but it shows me
just where to go.
As a moment just lives on,
as my hands then do it's course.
I feel and see, what needs to be
seen, and then my time is done.