Feet on the Ground (Remastered)

Road unwinds, silken lines, Sunlit rivers, gold daydreams— Palms rest lightly, tracing seams, Wheel beneath my fingertips, unseen. Breathing softly, trees exhale, Chest expands, calm prevails— Sky bends down, wide and fair, Sunlight tangled in my hair. Road like velvet, earth below, Solid whispers, soft and slow— Wheel feels smooth, steady, round, Hands connected, breathing sound. Feet on the ground, hands at ease, Breathing gently, slow release— Whisper softly: “I am here,” Sky is wide, the way is clear. Evening painted violet-blue, Clouds dissolve, shifting hues, Ground beneath, firm and true, Sensations ripple, felt anew. Road unwinds, silken lines, Thoughts slow down, rhythm finds— Sunlight soft, shoulders light, Comfort drawn from fading light. Feet on the ground, hands at ease, Breathing gently, slow release— Whisper softly: “I am here,” Sky is wide, the way is clear. Even