There is a universe

There is a universe

Alive inside of me

Curious and complex

Will this always be ?

I stumble to find my footing

Upon hollowed ground

As I fall through crevasses

I am always bound

To all the things

I hold so dear

And the people

In my heart

It is this I build

My foundation upon

Of which

I am a part

And so I sink into the experience

Of being in the natural world

A collection of precious time

Consciously impearled


What keeps you grounded?

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