I sit in front of flowers,
hoping they will train me in the art of opening up.I stand on mountain tops,
believing that the avalanches will teach me to let go.I know nothing
And I am here to learn.
Learn
I sit in front of flowers,
hoping they will train me in the art of opening up.I stand on mountain tops,
believing that the avalanches will teach me to let go.I know nothing
And I am here to learn.