The well-oiled machine

“The well-oiled Machine“

Far away my land of dreams expands my very human soul,

Where I was born and my heart beats for the terrain whole.

The rich earth beneath my naked feet designs the extensive harvest,

The mountains supply the water, the cool shade, the precious garnet,

The sky is blue and conscious of its everlasting majesty,

The birds sing to delight my people beyond all tragedy.

My mind expresses itself through my daily behavior,

My soul rules my mind, it expresses itself as my savior;

For the right mental expression I require higher elevation,

Knowledge, truth, health, love, the right sensation.

My body is the connection to my very vitality,

I must eat healthy and correct my mentality.

Every day I must act godly and see my body as a temple,

Powerful, incorruptible, poised, well-nourished, gentle.

There are poisons which kill the earth,

There are temptations since birth;

Of the earth my being must protect its merits,

Of my mind and body respect its divine inherence.