You are not the money in your bank
You are not the house that you live in
Your heart is a piggy bank.
In there precious things you are savin'.
You are not the car that you ride
You are not the rules that you abide
You are not the clothes that you wear
So close to your skin
You are not your body, in your heart something divine resides
If you search truly, you may find what's inside
If you just be aware
You'll see in every end something new begins
You are not the food that you eat
Beauty resides between your heartbeats
You are not your name
You are just caught in this sacred game
If you just let all these images go
You'll see you are much more beautiful deeper than you know.
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