sometimes I wish that we put our technology on hold
imagine being a fish trekking through the waters of the cold
not so that I can be in the mindset of the old
swimming in a direction not knowing whats been told
reminding myself of what it means to feel in control
just flowing where the science of nature takes me
exploring myself where the science of spirit takes me
attracted to the elements almost magnetically
connect spiritually with those I am experiencing physically
finding the river to be a natural flow of energy
just as the mind allows for continuance of ideology
now turn all that technology back on
this time continue while singing your inner song
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem