then it's gone
brain waves dance
put you in a trance
got on the ride
didn't have to hang on for dear life
has something to do with
voices that don't lead me astray
has something to do with
knowing when to leave
and knowing when to stay
part of the flow
the things you do or do not show
played it strong
when you were falling apart
played it strong
you with your blown apart heart
got through it
cause you know how to flow
how to flourish
how to grow
when life deals you
a crushing blow
it's the only way to go


Sweet Danner said…
I loved this poem. I am trying to flow myself. It's scary.

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