I keep feeling for the ground and at times I touch down with my toe but as soon as it starts to feel solid, the land assumes new form and I must return to hovering.
Time and time again, your words speak directly to where I feel I am in my journey. Sometimes it's hard for me to hear myself, so I feel like no one else must be listening. But they are. Secretly, through the cosmos, unbeknownst to themselves. They hear me and echo what my inner self is saying.
I think that we all feel the way you describing at times in our lives.
Time and time again, your words speak directly to where I feel I am in my journey. Sometimes it's hard for me to hear myself, so I feel like no one else must be listening. But they are. Secretly, through the cosmos, unbeknownst to themselves. They hear me and echo what my inner self is saying.