A poem.
I raise my head and hands up high,Take in a deep breath,Close my eyes,Shut off my mind,As I feel my spirit soar above the clouds…
Every time I lose a bit of what I have,what I want,who I am and what I do,I want to lose more…
Home is a Vibe.
I walked like I was freeuntil I looked back.down at my feet, I was held still.