what is left to do…sail on.

Lying down, turned over, and found release. what a, surrender to what is, and what is left unknown, riding in your car and all I can think is…

I know I can't be your everything, don't even know how to be my everything but maybe we can still make it work.

driving in your car doing my best to be someone, why does everyone have to act like they have it all together, don't you know that takes a lifetime. and maybe a lifetime more.

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If I stare at the tops of the trees long enough, they turn into wings of the most stupendous birds with Eyes of a Hawk and Fly away.

Leaving nothing behind but a dream teaching me how to rise, teaching me how to see.

The lines that run through me from the plasmas of time to where the Earth Mother birth me.

They will not take my soul, they will no longer swing you in time from the highs to the lows not knowing which way to go.

I’m rite where I belong, balanced in all things.

Dance me around spin me so I may Fall over so I may feel I and I of the most high the reckoning of all things unseen.

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Birds Eye View( your favorite Internet therapist)

Birds Eye View( your favorite Internet therapist)

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