a commentary on, "as you go on the way, the way appears."
And this time the way is sandy and laced with all your words.
Pungent, placid, poignant, and popular.
Freshly made beds and crisp linens but there is more to health than the appearance.
Is your liver smiling?
It can't be when I wake up every morning with a heavy heart.
Naked breasts and lush cushions but there is more to health than sensations.
And the way is wonderful.
Deliciously confusing, dead ends drain the soil and I'm floating in the rung eternal.
In between and fondling delights but nothing tastes right, even your young coconuts are not as sweet here.
But there is more to health than fragrant foods.
Stumbling on rocks within and they won't answer my questions.
They know such wisdom, when will they spill their juicy fluid?
But I am gushing blood now, and it always feels better when I can see YOU flowing through me!
Surrendering to the truth inside since I cannot understand any other language.
The words also flow and when they do I know You are present.
But tongue and larynx sing softly. Timid
Timid
Timid in touch and sound.
Where is that fiery passion of dicernment?
When the questions are heavier than the answer pouch we can fear fragility.
But I already know how fragile this body is.
And soul far in pieces, just trying to make one moment feel grounded.
I'm sick of the trauma. What is that word?
So in this flesh I can do only so much without my mental state, and it's needing a shine.
Fumagate me, it's time to clear away all blemishes
Rushing naked to source and the spring is drying up and fast
No,
The way is here.
In the corners we turn because our belly button points us towards them.
In the unexpected smile watching others delight in You.
In these mere seconds, the path unfolds, and it widens evermore when we continue to have faith.
In you I walk, eyes closed, I am not blind, but I could be, since I have no idea where I am headed,
But in a word, in a phrase, in commentary, it's all so simply plain.
One foot in front of the other, my dear, there is no where to fall when you are already in the depths.
So smile liver, maybe that's the only true way to tone the abdomen.
Yes, and I believe in taking time to rest, and it's almost wake up time, or perhaps it's just begun!
And this time the way is sandy and laced with all your words.
Pungent, placid, poignant, and popular.
Freshly made beds and crisp linens but there is more to health than the appearance.
Is your liver smiling?
It can't be when I wake up every morning with a heavy heart.
Naked breasts and lush cushions but there is more to health than sensations.
And the way is wonderful.
Deliciously confusing, dead ends drain the soil and I'm floating in the rung eternal.
In between and fondling delights but nothing tastes right, even your young coconuts are not as sweet here.
But there is more to health than fragrant foods.
Stumbling on rocks within and they won't answer my questions.
They know such wisdom, when will they spill their juicy fluid?
But I am gushing blood now, and it always feels better when I can see YOU flowing through me!
Surrendering to the truth inside since I cannot understand any other language.
The words also flow and when they do I know You are present.
But tongue and larynx sing softly. Timid
Timid
Timid in touch and sound.
Where is that fiery passion of dicernment?
When the questions are heavier than the answer pouch we can fear fragility.
But I already know how fragile this body is.
And soul far in pieces, just trying to make one moment feel grounded.
I'm sick of the trauma. What is that word?
So in this flesh I can do only so much without my mental state, and it's needing a shine.
Fumagate me, it's time to clear away all blemishes
Rushing naked to source and the spring is drying up and fast
No,
The way is here.
In the corners we turn because our belly button points us towards them.
In the unexpected smile watching others delight in You.
In these mere seconds, the path unfolds, and it widens evermore when we continue to have faith.
In you I walk, eyes closed, I am not blind, but I could be, since I have no idea where I am headed,
But in a word, in a phrase, in commentary, it's all so simply plain.
One foot in front of the other, my dear, there is no where to fall when you are already in the depths.
So smile liver, maybe that's the only true way to tone the abdomen.
Yes, and I believe in taking time to rest, and it's almost wake up time, or perhaps it's just begun!
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