Its a blues song
this is about my first experience with Yoga , specifically Yoga Flying (check it out)
Its a little Blues song in the Works still
Wonderful dreams
Of archaic wings
Learning
to fly while still
this is this the ride , Here and Now
With you , without you
In that exact moment when universes collapse
And we become extensions of each other
You exhale ....
I am forever grateful that the moments pass
And just like moments do
They build up, peak, crumble and die.
And we are left hanging
You exhale..... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh and
I yearn to hold you
Maybe a little longer
I question my presence in your absence
And ponder upon about my absence in your presence.
But im always there. Still ,
Shuffling temperatures colors and rhythms
I surf on a board of thoughts through waves of emotion ,
Looking for that perfect break
That is yet to come
Or is it gone?
That is yet to come
Or is it gone ?
You know sometimes I
just want to slip off the board
immerse my self thepassion ,
the passion which accompanies each and every moment I feel , think or hear your vibration
But Im scared. Not of letting go, but of knowing that incertitude will hover over And I will want to Ask
But I have no way of knowing if you'd be there to answer
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