Some say walk the forest, find the woods and rest on a boulder
Some say walk the beach, toes in sand and water's wake
Walk the cement sidewalks, count the cracks,
See what grows there
Melt your memories in to a road's hot asphalt
Quiet, fold you hands
Fold your clothes
Slip yourself into the folds
Of your linens and
Rest, sleep lightly
Sleep deeply
Sleep in the arms of loss and
Set fire to dreams and desires
Smear the ashes on your face
Awaken in a new grace
Wildly beat a drum
Gently beat eggs
Count your heartbeats
You only get so many
No right way
No wrong way
Only your way.
Some say walk the beach, toes in sand and water's wake
Walk the cement sidewalks, count the cracks,
See what grows there
Melt your memories in to a road's hot asphalt
Quiet, fold you hands
Fold your clothes
Slip yourself into the folds
Of your linens and
Rest, sleep lightly
Sleep deeply
Sleep in the arms of loss and
Set fire to dreams and desires
Smear the ashes on your face
Awaken in a new grace
Wildly beat a drum
Gently beat eggs
Count your heartbeats
You only get so many
No right way
No wrong way
Only your way.
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