
As the fog gets intensive
And the mood pensive
Visibility dips to nothingness
All you feel is aloneness
At that point of break
When doubts creep in wake
You hear footsteps near
An assurance beyond fear
Seeing lanterns in the fog, aglow
You sense hope in the flow.
Savvy
June 27, 2025 at 2:43 am
“Seeing lanterns in the fog, aglow
You sense hope in the flow.”
SMiLes Dear Savvy What
A Remedy For A Body Not
Yet Lit With All Natural Spiraling
Nuclear Energy Ah Yes As Many Points
oF LiGHT Within as Stars and Beyond Above
What A Gift the Energy MuSiC BRinGS Changing
An Entire Body Into A Vibrating Frequency Higher
As Waves Flow From Head to Toe as the MuSiC
Becomes each and every Move no Matter Tiny
Or Huge the Melodies Yes Harmonies Yes Rhythms
Toes to Head
And So Much
More Naturally
Moving Connecting
Creating Even More
Yet at Core Human Energies
in Synergies of Vibrations Frequencies
Continuing Higher than Lower Ah Yes Our
Living Trees Every Leaf Lit Green And Colorful
More Still To Come A Life RiSinG Over Falling Waves
Spiraling
Continuing
in Flow the Rest of
Nature Does It Without
Any Words at All Hehe So
Do i Words Will Never Come
Close to the
Full Experience
in Bliss of Flow Newly Now
Body’s Of Energy Lit Up More
Mind’s From a Distance Observing
What is Humanly Possible Out of Chains…
When i First Get Up Out of Bed Hehe It’s
True i am Fully Aware of the Weight of my
250 Pound Body the Alchemy is the MuSiC
of the Dance
of the Feather
LiGHT Balance
iN Flow
So Far Out of Time
Distance Space and
Surely a Matter of Only 250 Pounds
Yet it is the Feeling the Complete Blissful
Loving Peace Within That Does ‘Trump’
All Time
Distance
Space
And
Matter New
For Real Now..:)
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