
drawing
The stories we go the mind we allow
the water that rains
the street that silently walks with us the whole life
the church we enter and we see the magic in the floor and walls
the feeling we get when we are called and allowed to just go for where our hearts cant wait no more
the wooden old bench where you sitting in prayers and meditate
grounding your state and deepening to be more than just a brave
the health
the practice
the sleep
the food
where your mind goes
to meet the sky
and when your body move to the dancing
sound
vibes
alive
and aloud
About the Creator
Darkos
Alien
writing in the moment
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