My ego is seeking with it´s tentacles for comparison on the outside.
So I let them go
like dandelions releases their seeds,
flying free up in the air.
I turn to my breath,
finding my light and peace so profound,
I know where I belong.
I have seen and felt true bliss,
so pure I don´t have words for it.
I know I´m on my way,
to be in that state,
not only for a minute or a moment,
So I can shine
f o r y o u
. . .