Looped in a trance like walk.
Day in and day out, I reflect, I walk, I work on myself.
I ground into my body.
I meditate.
Greeting my shadows and my deepest desires with the same love and respect.
Day in and day out, I walk the same path.
Some days I lose hope, some days I find hope.
Day in and day out, I walk.
Lately, the path ahead seems unclear.
Like I can't see the next step ahead of me.
But day in and day out, I walk.
I don't know if my next step will lead me right off a cliff or lead me to my next.
What I do know is that when my foot meets solid ground again, it feels like fucking magic.
Note to self: Bottle up that feeling of magic. It is fucking magic.