The Holy Crush

Interweaving bodies,

physical forms voluntarily holding God.

Vessels temporarily receiving the universal propensity,

towards divine immensity.

Human hands,

reaching, reaching, for an anchor,

In which to drop a line.

Inviting…inviting conversation,

coloring the possibility outside the lines.

Spirit. Merit.

Do you dare it?

Wish upon a star.

Nothing bad will happen

because a heart, you are.

If you can think it,

you can drink it.

Swallow it whole

or savor each bite.

Embody it.

Whatever it is

that floats your boat,

shrinks the rope,

melts your mope,

coalesces all the messes,

into a powerful peace.

A peace of mind.

Print out the new design.

It’s ok, really.

It’s you expressing

new facets of your progressing.

The journey of connecting with each other,

through the body.

Interconnecting within the blueprint.

Breathe, relax, let go, slow, and shine.

Interweaving bodies,

physical forms voluntarily holding God,

It’s….The Holy Crush.