Just like you I am doing my best Holding onto reality by it's fragile strands trying not to drown in time's quicksands I'm holding These days I feel divine, there is a big awakening happening all around me. Tonight I know I won't slip I will sleep in the mourning With time's finger prints all over my skin Beautiful scars, mother nature's tattoos....
Inspired by a simple conversation with my poetic brother from mother earth!