I don't chase rainbows anymore.
Moonbeams guide my way.
I land nowhere,
where everything is okay.
Where is nowhere?
Right here. Right here!
Traveling this way,
where everything is okay,
just the way it is,
is very light.
The ordinary has no limits.
It sets no agenda.
No conditions.
No expectations.
Freedom reigns.
No horse to rein in.
No clouds to chase.
Just sitting here, nowhere,
is good enough.
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