What wakened thoughts are in your mind and push until you hear?
What dreams and hopes of higher things will speak until you hear?
What lies ahead for one so young, a mill or engineer?
Put down the pot and know your lot. Sweet friend of heaven dear.
Claim your right to make a life, just let it rest in mind,
Feel the love of Life come back and live your life aright.
And when your demons come and pull, forget the battles won?
Tindrels of Love from higher self will bless you my dear son.