making landfall in my heart
been on a sweep without any floor
motion sickness yet standing still
budding roses that never come to bloom
up for air just another negative fragrance reminder
the shadow of habits ever embracing
walls closing in by standing firm
security as if in a sense of clutching
finally the mind-fill is at bay
making landfall in my heart
discovery is a change in light perspective
all of motion surrounds in the glow of sound
rootedness is ever working at the art of expression
the sheep of habits are grazing in a golden meadow
ever the ascension step by step onward
all of structure reflecting glorious rays of insight
meeting new moments in a warmth of embrace
thoughts takes a seat while heart evolves the dancer
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