"Sativa" by Imani Morgan

I’m concentrated on nothing.

Nothing is everything.

Endless paths from dimensional worlds,

I’m focused. Where do I go?

I’m high in the clouds trying to get lost from

Everything. The world has so much to offer

In such a short time. Not enough time.

The sky is the limit, If I go up,

What about if I go down?

My creativity flowing like a river leads me to wonder

where will life take me, like a mary-go-round?

Pause, I need to pause time. To breath.

Breathe the air, meditate on the life around me.

I am living. I don’t appreciate it.

There’s no stopping, no pausing. Life moves like clouds, just passing away.

Too bad it doesn’t move as slow. Slow motion I see the world with my tunnel vision of what I must be, need to be,

To break family cycles, toxic behaviors- I need to be high up in the clouds to get away from reality I cannot escape.

Being so high in life I cannot imagine,

So use to being close to the ground,

But what is up there, what if I do not find?

Find what others found, lose what others lost.

What goes up, must come down.

If I leave the earth just let my love go around,

Around in a circle that life takes us.

A journey to where we do not know our final destination.

For right now, my destination is the clouds.

Because what goes up, must come down.

- I AM.