20-Aug-08 (Created: 20-Aug-08) | More in 'Shells: My Writes'

Shake your chills

Shake your chills.
Shake your mane.
Away, Shake your fears.

Let all else dissipate.
Drift, Coalese your senses to a singular purpose.
Play like a child,
falling down, getting up.

Some call it education.
Some call it learning.
This is effortless, This is joy.