Roll out, as the gypsies tidy up their stuff.

A deep breath, releasing relief into air that is pure. Soaking in the rays as busking in the sun turns into a career. The real eyes resolved, as reflection deep in to the subconscious saps out tasks that don’t matter. As the mind becomes still, breathing begins to slow. The bodies cells almost complementing the settling glitter particles in water, after ignorance has shaken the glass. As things begin to slow, the mind begins to see.

A Wednesday no better than a Saturday, no worse than a Monday. Time wraps itself around my body as days turn to a blur. The roll out has occurred, as wet clothes are slapped against the rocks, no cleaner than the body with salt crusts and clusters to the skin after the mornings dip. The sun has begun its day, and the worries dispersed… sinking far beyond our reach as letting go see’s no destination. The gypsies are tidying up their stuff, it is almost like their hearts are set to bongos. No clocks. No wisps of worry, no shoes, no negative foot prints as every step they deserve, longs for the truth on a real scale. Supported with love in their hearts, they do not turn back. No waiting, as the distant sun disappears into the moment…..continuing to feel their souls warmth as a calling upon the elements satisfies all.

As fire paves a smokey mist, it prompts those to ground their feet to the earth and dance. As the wind element carries their tender vocals across the foreign landscape, their consciousness accepting love, compassion and joy, expanding exponentially. Natures foundational grounds are purified with vibrational energy, as the gypsies mind manifests the balance of Yin and Yang.

The sun clasps tenaciously to the horizon, the rise, slower than usual. Its distinct rays of energy pass through the body as meditation takes a slower form. Breathing becomes slower. Life changes its pace. Staring into a universe that flickers through philosophical discussion drawing meaning to a conditioned life that feels ancient. Our minds reap what we deserve. As the gypsies roll out, their stuff is tidy. For every footstep they have taken towards an unknown destination, lives a truth behind why we exist as beings. Aspiring to move forward we work our inner psyche, making connections with the past as we wonder to better ourselves into the unknown future. As a world providing love and support for those who choose to feel and accept their path, a clear cut vision is presented, only to suppress the ego and feed the truth. The truth that lies within us all, as suffering within our own bodies isn’t hard enough. A walking mind that is pure, presents itself as wise. Seeking this wisdom, is a mind that cannot simply fathom the exploration of nothing. We as beings have beautiful minds, expanding our consciousness drawn out to create the magic for our ancient earth to grow exponentially. We as gypsies, roll out…our truths  discovered, we are nurtured by this earth, loved, supported, and accept the unknown destination. Providing the balance within our lives we as gypsies tidy up our stuff.

Our mind is pure, and there is no consequences for loving if we all love ourselves. Love to learn, and walk in harmony. X

Beau Devonshire.

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4 Responses to Roll out, as the gypsies tidy up their stuff.

  1. Val Cook says:

    Please share your thoughts more often, Don’t underestimate the value of your stories. Love

  2. A touching piece of poetic prose for my Thursday mid-morning study break. Loved the escape!

  3. Beesanette says:

    Thanks Al and Val…..Pleasure sharing.

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