There are days…and we all have them
when we’re out of sorts and not in control
When…it’s as if someone snuck in at night
and extinguished the pilot light of the soul
Some find peace in yoga
while others take long walks with a friend
In the stillness of contented breathing
we trust that this malaise will end
Yes…slow and contented breathing
the spark to ignite the flame
Wild dreams spring to life in the quiet
energized…you’re back in the game
What You’re Saying