Magical Ways – Poem

Magical Ways

Magical Ways

The world moves in magical ways

It has an ebb and flow

A feel of pure pleasure,

a sensation of cool liquidity

rhythmically rocking us, forward and back

 

Not all of our feels make sense

they don’t have to

Feelings are creatures without a master

they are untamed

unmarred

liberated and Free

 

Acceptance, like the world, has an ebb and flow

It moves forward and back

side to side

it glides and slides, but never abides.

 

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