Don’t sweat it!

Don’t sweat it!
Just move the dust a little…
It doesn’t have to be perfect…
Close enough is just fine.

There is no such thing as the A-team…
Nor should life be all or nothing…
You’re seeing someone else and not yourself…
And it is like dripping drops of poison into your soul.

Let me tell you of a different wind…
Blowing a rarified air…
It is against societies rules…
But I think you might like it.

It has sheltered many sleepers…
Loves strolls in the park…
Hears the hum of consciousness all around it…
And is attracted to the sparks from other open souls.

When you feel it, you will find that you have always been there…
It is difficult to explain…
But not difficult to experience…
It is the center of who you really are.

I love you,

Annie