here the saga

i see you hiding
stuck
in your busyness
anxiety zaps
your lightning bolt
brain
release sparks
or get comfortable
clear
the confused
moments
wavering that hula hoop
spinning plates
no competition
break out
smash boxes
burst light pools
poor or not
you're fire
magnifying polarities
no barriers
i am here
the saga a high road
conscious opening
thirsty
skin
shatter empty smoke
to collect
the kindling
again
find breathing room
little turtle
wake from chaos
dance in ocean currents
glow star-fused



spacious



all is
in your color
stop trying so hard

find breathing room, little turtle. Photo by Andri Munazir on Unsplash