My mind became foggy,
Yet I saw utter clarity.
The woes of tomorrow- not as scary.
The sky turns to a honeycomb hue,
The clouds melting away.
I face reality,
Yet I am dreaming?
My path, once unknown,
Is clear as day.
Can you feel mother-earth move?
Can you feel her breathe?
She envelops us in a bubble of juvenility,
Until we are ready to experience.
Experience the purity of divine reality.
She gives so much,
We are so unaware.
To open our minds,
Accepting our reality for what it can truly be.
Words by Dana Parisotto
Illustration by Morgan Todonai
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