to read + see the stories from the past
is my indicator that one thing does not last
this life we live, the place we dwell
it embodies impermanence and sometimes hurts like hell
the feels are real
the aliveness expands
the more awake as humans
the more we see g-ds hand
i asked for it today
the hand of g-d upon my head
i asked for healing + courage
and light illumine/ dark to shed
it’s a clawing, a force, a movement up
i know when i need to fill my cup
i will be still today, tomorrow too,
what a beautiful gift to become anew.
YOGASOUL: MINDFUL MOVEMENT 