Now what?
It’s all too much

Mind melting river mist
Stimulating cold excitement – holy rebirth
The snake rises in the smoke
Aromatic calming carries us up to the sky
Spirits blowing like a cloud

I have become the very nature of my Mother
Duality (du—al—ity)
Black and white side by side
All at once

I have everything figured out
Except you!
Some days manageable…some not
I want to run away – I want to stay
Now each day goes by
Like a bead on my mala
Concentrating on each one
Then letting go

You make me real
Too real