the submission

shape me

form me

I am but 

putty in your 

hands

roll me over

if you wish

take me

to the next level

of resistance

so that we may begin

again.

your hardening

to my softening of

succombing 

letting go

of everything

I know.

falling apart

coming undone

like a pebble in

your river of life.

take me down a level,

to build me back up,

rising higher with

each turn,

sinking lower to

clear out that

next bit

of resistance…

Namaste.

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