asylum for the sane let me out let me out she cries no one replies burying her head in her hands she cries for understanding tears that are wept are swept into a drain her pain does not subside shaking her head to clear her mind peering outside
change – oh yes it will reset & retune let the baggage and commotions imbalances and disharmony of the past be that the past flowing away with the outgoing tide energizing under the full moon breathing change visualizing
let the light shine slowly ever so slowly roll into your day with the realization some are meant for rain whether from the sky or your heart others are meant for tears whether from joy or sorrow paramount are the
endurance a forgotten time a displaced space neglected then ignored the history washed away in the waves yet they stood weathered and torn with a strength no one foresaw the elements testing fortitude you are secretly aware of the inner might that quietly
stream discover your meaning no thinking no direction no inflections no reactions the result astoundingly empowering find your flow the stream is a formidable force no longer masking pain with band-aids that won’t stick the water
Wednesday’s malaise was it the wrong side of the bed that started the day as if your out of step the feet seem to work as you mull about but something ain’t right not battling a cold or flu can’t say it’s the blues but
