In Motion

Earth, wind, water, and fire.

My body responds to the actions I am told.

I am in motion. 

I root. 

I flow. 

I cleanse. 

I release. 

Through breath is when my body can be still, and my mind finds the path of null. 

But when blue light reflects and my body is stagnate, my brain runs a marathon. 

Ah yes I get it. 

No I don't.

I care. But I only care for as much as I can try. 

21 days and I am out. 

So I will philosophize about reason. 

And analyze the culture of pop.

And imagine of the cultures of dimension. 

And balance the life of equations. 

But I can only stay stagnant for so long. 

As my body craves earth wind water and fire.

I need the movement again and again and again. 

I'm craving the butterflies and warm artificial sun, and the thousand of eyes that make my heart boom. 

I'm missing dancing on toes in tutus. 

And I know I'll see it again oh so soon. 

I know I'll feel it again oh so soon.

I can philosophize, analyze, imagine,  and balance all I want with my body stagnate. 

But can't you see eventually it all fizzles down to the same?

Earth.

Wind. 

Water. 

Fire. 

This is how I grow, transition, morph, and become.