over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind. Withering my intuition leaving opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
I embrace my desire to, I embrace my desire to feel the rhythm,
to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow,
to feel inspired to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty,
to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral, to swing on the spiral,
to swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human.