Sometimes I forget I’m alive
Until I inadvertently connect
With the subtle energy
Which sustains my being
Until I inadvertently connect
With the subtle energy
Which sustains my being
Sometimes, these conditions could lead to a very powerful twister. Everyone was hoping it would be the little tornado that couldn’t.
The scenes are rightful pretty
Can’t stop to take the pic
Shoot across the dashboard
Will have to do the trick
From there
Three hundred
And sixty degrees
Of Canyonlands
Like paper
Cutting flesh
I like the ocean best
A high overlook
With a hard onshore wind
Driving the breakers
Far onto shore
How does the physics do that?