Open your palms
Unclench your fingers
Rest your thoughts.
The wilderness of the overthink
The imaginary winding roads of the invisible.
Let go of the impossibility.. Open to morning dew
Inhale deep... Exhale slowly... Rest in the silence
In the still of the night, there are rays given bountiful.
Allow many moons
Free spirited now... Wiser is your soul..
Make room for the greatness
Ready to grasp the sun
Vibe with steady rhythms
Strong with lessons
But first unclench and let go.
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J. Choice
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