I wake into a beautiful dream,
Alive in the quickening heartbeats,
And the eyes that let me go,
Into the trust and vulnerability –
to wake into a passion of experience,
A maze of chords struck in guided chaos,
Exploding into tunes of want and content,
Guiding into a gentler reality,
And transiting into passions now;
Gentle streams- sweeping experiences-
into the lives of us,
Rhythms of life in their sweep
The letting go into their time,
And i embrace the phases,
to live in the ” perfect-continuous’

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