Leave
Stroll gently out from
the gates of
your past
Follow your heart
not your eyes
Your five senses
heightened
never enough
Though your heart
hears
the music calling
amongst the trees
The gentle breeze
stirring leaves
whispering about
a far off place
Calling you
connecting you
with abundance
loving grace
Mahima
Moksha
You’ve been set
Free
Live life
Abundantly