pain nails me to The Now there is no pulling away the only escape lies in finding the drift, riding the swells until there is nothing but those sacred undulations
POEM: Agony’s Anchor
the !n(tro)verted yogi
Bernie Gourley. Traveling Poet-Philosopher
pain nails me to The Now there is no pulling away the only escape lies in finding the drift, riding the swells until there is nothing but those sacred undulations
the !n(tro)verted yogi 