their Karma will come knocking on their door demanding payment

patient is the man that can see the empty shells
behind the screen the fulfillment
that lasts beyond this life
on the mountains the snow
may come and go
this dwelling is in the rocks
this movement is glacial
ice that cracks
sunlight that spirals
finds the years go by
foolish are they
who squander the oil of life
with temporary oblivion
what did they find?
spirits cling to them to torment
he who can look beyond
found strength and purpose
that goes on in deliverance
substance for illumination

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