Ebb and flow
Balance and harmony
Beauty in the doing
The flow between the palms of my hands
The radiant energy from and to
The perfect harmony
I am the color of butterfly wings
My being is in transition
The object of my mind is in morph
I have crossed over
I have the energy in my heart
I can feel the Kundalini
Surging into my being
The trying is no more
External motivations
Are without evocative pain
The translucent understanding
Feels balanced and in gentle effervescence
I am in the concern
I am in trepidation of the flow
The firing of my star is not explosive
Balance and harmony
Beauty in the doing
The flow between the palms of my hands
The radiant energy from and to
The perfect harmony
I am the color of butterfly wings
My being is in transition
The object of my mind is in morph
I have crossed over
I have the energy in my heart
I can feel the Kundalini
Surging into my being
The trying is no more
External motivations
Are without evocative pain
The translucent understanding
Feels balanced and in gentle effervescence
I am in the concern
I am in trepidation of the flow
The firing of my star is not explosive
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