Spiral Out 2

Black then white are all I see

In my infancy.

Red and yellow then came to be,

Reaching out to me,

Lets me see.

As below, so above

and beyond, I imagine drawn beyond the lines of reason.

Push the envelope.

Watch it bend.

Over-thinking, over-analyzing separates the body from the mind.

Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must Feed my will to

feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.

Black then white are all I see In my infancy.

Red and yellow then came to be,

Reaching out to me.

Lets me see

There is so much more And beckons me

To look through to these

Infinite

possibilities.

I imagine

drawn outside

the lines of reason.

Push the envelope.

Watch it bend.

Over-thinking, over-analyzing separates the body from the mind.

Withering my intuition, leaving opportunities behind.

Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the

line.

Reaching out to embrace the random.

Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

I embrace my desire to

I embrace my desire to feel the rhythm,

to feel connected

To swing on the spiral,

to swing on the spiral,

With my feet upon the ground I lose myself between the sounds

And open wide to suck it in.

I feel it move across my skin.

I'm reaching up and reaching out.

I'm reaching for the random or whatever will bewilder me.

Whatever will bewilder me.

We'll ride the spiral to the end And may just go where

no one's been.

Spiral out.

Keep going.

Spiral out.

Keep going. Spiral out.

Keep going.