Mind & Body

The mind and body, it’s our skin

From there, the journey can begin

Comfort depends on what we pack

No one’s responsible for what’s on our back

The really light can even fly

They have left every desire to dry

Not trapped by the spotlight of passion

Their past is of the dying, pale and ashen

The senses are the pores

Through which the world pours

Flooding the delicate growth within

Without plugging them it’s hard to win

Mind and body, don’t stay young forever

Their time isn’t only for the pursuit of leisure

They launch us high and send us deep

We surface as awareness needing no upkeep