I am water
rushing downhill seeking hollows to pool
I find a round space to bed with the moon
one day I awaken
my water is hot
don’t look they said
you will go blind
more art ??? http://www.artofkundalini.com
I am water
rushing downhill seeking hollows to pool
I find a round space to bed with the moon
one day I awaken
my water is hot
don’t look they said
you will go blind
more art ??? http://www.artofkundalini.com
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Love the artwork paired with you verse.
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this picture is actually the last line to the verse 🙂 so it worked really well x
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