That Kind of Flow.

Dance, no lead, just go
with the flow,
Follow the rhythm, feel
each beat,
Wherever it may go.

Show the wake, crashing,
endless,
Shall it never break.

Never fake, always
forward,
Upward, onward to
brand new heights.

Ever guided, wisdom
and insights,
Heeding, yet feeling
direct from being.

Seeing, always
seeing,
Endless trance lost
in you,
One, yet two.
-END-
D.C. Chapman 3/24/2012