When all are busy

Throwing higher your focus,
when nowhere to go
and nothing to do.

Who makes this burden lighter,
when life screams to build
but doesn’t give a clue.

You want to make beauty,
to create, to lift, to do your eternal duty.

‘Find first your rest
in movement and shout,
Lifting upwards your hands

While saying out loud
one desire to your best.’

Worship makes your heart cling to the realm of ideas, whereafter your desires and thoughts are changed to the motive you empowered by praise.

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