My toes are dancing in the sand,
Each individual part of my foot roaring to go,
The zest of life fluttering inside the cavities between where my throat and rib cage lie,
Butterflies making a pilgrimage in my chest,
Making a tour across every idea that radiates in my mind,
bouncing off one question to another,
The need for curiosity growing inside of me, like a seed sewn in fertile ground,
My blood a place for harvest of fruit,
A seed bed, with seedlings squirming to find a home in ground,
Feed me with intellect, with new theories, with the psychadelic nature of plants,
I have been resting amongst clouds,
In the arms of my lovers, who cherish me to my core,
Those who have understanding,
I was told recently, that this glowing inside me is my heart vibration being aligned with that of the universe,
Being in tune with the heartbeat of the cosmos,
I am honoured to feel such a gift,
In between my limbs,
My body, a vessel of life…