Yogabud

Poetry makin Without it My mind is forsaken Don't doubt it No if's, and's or but's Without it I'm nuts And suddenly I'm out of a rut It was meant to be! For all to see! The essence of being Lies in to "be" To be alive To be breathing Crickets crick And birds are singing That's the trick It's the battles you pick! The ones inside your head So don't be a prick One day you'll be dead And when you look back I hope it's not said "If only I did that instead.." ✌️ Subscribe if you wanna see this podcast thrive