Each Step

Each step we take we choose Form what comes from healing Our days are inside the fuse What we might call a feeling The heaven is plain in power Bridling each argument sown What matters is sweet and sour And always earth's fieldstone We can't change magic seeds Nor turn them all into the dust What comes in nature accedes Turning the additional to rust Hedges with buds overblown Will sprang up like wild plants Invisible from the inside grown Shall forward in future advance The truth is only on the roads In understanding and reasoning Each temper from several modes Tides from corners of seasoning The lightning's for the thunder To show what there's concealed Defining phantom paradox under That mankind has not yet peeled