tHE aRT OF
wHOLE & iNTEGRATED lIVINg
mOVEMENT, sOUND & eVOLUTION
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I am not I am not my body I am not the texture Temperature Smell Sound Or color of my body I am the vibration The frequency The intangible The knowing unknown The depth of my glare as I stare into your eyes That is where you will find me The story that comes from my mouth Will not paint a picture of my essence For truth is wordless And indescribable But tell me a story anyway And let me tint your ear with enchanting poetry Touch me and I will be touched Love me as I am love Hold me as I am ungraspable Witness me while you may Laugh with me at the paradox of reality's unreality To ascend from thought I choose to descend into the body To live To appreciate To find pleasure Humor And desire in the grit And shadows of the experience The body is a wondrous creation of the mind's play at large Oh how I amuse myself through the charming nature of my tangible existence Behold my deepest dreamer Your lucidity awaits |