When the groove grips around, you know, When the pressure builds around, you feel, When your throat dries up, the thirst, When every inch of you revels, the moment. A second of that moment, to relish living, A sip of nectar, to quench the thirst, A calm mind, to have clarity, A roaring heart, to rage with finesse. The prime moment is in front, Tight as hell, not a breath to lose. Let live the wild horses of your mind, Hold on to your thoughts and let them bind. The tempest is here to stay, I beg thee, do not wither away. Command a will that was never seen, Live through with prowess that has always been.

Words of wind and fire join as one, What a lovely blaze they shall become.  Through the moments of time we have seen,  An unstoppable force they can be.  Write them as you feel,  Listen to them as you hear.  Words of wind and fire join as one,  An immovable object they shall become.  Pour a glass of perspective,  with three cube of ice.  A pinch of life to go along with,  A toast to all, a glass of perspective with life .  Take your time, I shall wait.  I don’t urge you to change your pace.  All i want at the end of the day,  Is for you to write to me,  With Zeal and patience I shall stay.  Your words are my inspiration,  Write them to me and i shall read.  Read them to me and i shall hear.  For people who understand my thoughts,  The ideas you have, broadens my world everyday.