Fluidity: Grateful for non-rigidity
I am the abundance of wild flowers, dancing in a purple haze.
I’m the rush found within the thrill of spontaneity in the early morn.
I am the sound of softness when your bare feet hit cold gravel.
I’m neither here nor there but I am everywhere.
I am a tantalizing touch; sweet, forbidden and tempting fruit.
I’m memories, in the back of your head, keeping your mind on a high.
I am the radiance, k...