We are Magic Makers
The world is not just “what we saw” or “what we heard,” we are magic makers…and our tools are our words,
Our magic is infinite, like the shadows of the trees as our sun sets behind them watching them be,
Their gift is breath, their breath is our prana, and we nourish our prana as we seek out nirvana,
Humans can be and need not to do, our essence is stillness like the trees morning dew,
So put down the lies and the stories “you’ve heard” come see for yourself but don’t listen to a word.