Barefoot walk on the grass
Barely need to tell you anything
As you already know everything
Could easily sense any single thing
While I’m singing quietly alone
In my solitude around the strangers
It’s so strange how I’m my only home
My body is the sacred temple
It’s more spiritual then any church
I take my inspiration which is brought by wind
And letting the same flow take me wherever
Complete surrender whatever is the circumstance
Complete surrender for what it takes
Taking my time and slowly contemplating
I’m sharing moments with the one who seeks the truth
I don’t own properties or have any money
But I’m rich, abundant and I’m pure
Jun 20, 2024
Jun 20, 2024 at 1:23 PM UTC
Barefoot walk on the grass
Barely need to tell you anything
As you already know everything
Could easily sense any single thing
While I’m singing quietly alone
In my solitude around the strangers
It’s so strange how I’m my only home
My body is the sacred temple
It’s more spiritual then any church
I take my inspiration which is brought by wind
And letting the same flow take me wherever
Complete surrender whatever is the circumstance
Complete surrender for what it takes
Taking my time and slowly contemplating
I’m sharing moments with the one who seeks the truth
I don’t own properties or have any money
But I’m rich, abundant and I’m pure
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