N then it hit me
my chest - actually my lungs
start constrictin n constrictin
while im sittin wonderin
what is this thing...
this fear
when i was really doing nothin
but on the net surfin n readin
sittin in my office preparin n writin
looking at somethin that keeps
me motivated to b better.
So this constrictin...
which by the way is much
less then the beginnin
yet still lingerin.
Keeps me ponderin
about this typing
which is flowin
like water n wind
It's so dam healin
so im countin my
BLESSINGS cuz i talked
with my FATHER
who is aging
with dignity and distinction
Whoa!...the contrictin
is lessinin its holdin
over my lungs
Yet still affectin the breathin
When i get in...in
to the real of this anxiety
that keeps me
searchin for the key
to release n free
emotion n spirit neg energy
so im deep inhalin into the pain
n the constictin is loosenin again
to pure focus of intense believin,
expanding, strechin, holding,
testin, n pushin.
With desire of the 1 ness of All.
The Knowing of the Now.
Time still n stopped
Bein in the Now.
The Now
that stops the pushin'
from the one cause of this constrictin'
too much Past n Future Thinkin.
