I want to thrive, I want to ride the smooth waves of language down under, the kind that forces meaning from the deep recesses of my soul – turns bits of coal into gems that burst open hearts with shine.
Won’t you pick me up I will dust myself off then mold my soul into something this world has never known I will rise and soar and prowl yes, devour every awesome inch of your sacred territory your hallowed ground…
Today your breath may move a certain way, keeping your blood moving, the pain at bay Today is your day. Be filled with wonder. Not Why, How, or Who. Only worry about you. What you can do. Keep moving. Living. Being your best.