Waking Up Is Hard To Do.
Sleep only as deeply as your heart’s intent.
In silence you stood, awakening the inner light.
Viewing the expanding vastness, there are no walls in sight.
There are no boundaries, no stairs, and no channels to course your run.
No point of entry or exit, any sense or sensibility, it had long gone.
Nothing to dress the body
nothing to readdress the self
nothing but silence—
the warrior is done.
Credit Model Senzostock