Of itself so

The writing writes itself,

The painting paints itself

It is of itself so,

The movement moves itself

The way water flows through a well,

It is of itself so,

Appearing,

Disappearing,

Of itself so

There is nothing

There is something,

Of itself so ♡

~ M.L Adams

 

 

Moving past

Moving past the past

To reach beyond the shore,

And now we are here

Simply free to explore

In a place where secrets are found,

The grandparents are young,

Warriors are free;

To play and move freely

Love is everywhere;

We are here ♡

~ M. L Adams

Music

Be the music

Feel the music

All of it,

Everything

Move with it

Let go to it

Be with it,

So purely;

Beautifully, one with it ♡

~ M.L Adams

Beautiful Journey

Move in the unknown 

Dance with rhythyms fast and slow

Beautiful journey

~ M.L Adams

It’s everything

It’s everything,

Coming at you

Like a whirlwind,

Unstoppable

Just like music;

Rhythmic

Powerful 

Constant flow

~ M.L Adams