Flowers fallen, dark night souls boil. Food created peacefully in community. Offered a coconut to eat by beauty. Creating Utopia by those born to see tsunamis and car pedals they do not reach. Chord cutting imagining, adrift on island paradise as what is unsustainable collapses and dissolves. Volcanic earth, temporary fertility. Expanded primary hearts cradle the infant light beings. In their new capacity grown into being here. White orchid petal, veinous to be touched upon, billowing cloth and bearded pacifists, cotton wool clouds. Ribbit riffing, call and response croak the frogs. Luminous green geckos marked by primary colour watch our alignment yoga class, little heads and finger tips hanging over the window sill. Wander into cracks and suction onto walls and ceiling, with toe pad stretched open feet. As we ground through points in our feet . Breathe into our bodies with abundant harvest. No working for the future - being the now - uplift all possibility. Walking the heart to open. Resting the waves to soothe. Nestled into gravity.
Posted on: Thu, 03 Oct 2013 01:08:53 +0000