Trust the process Under pressure, in need to hard I need to succeed. My life in a stand, can I hold your hand? Help!, like the Beatles sang. I dont get it I dont understand. Why me in this turmoil, why am I hanging loose. Trust the process while walking in my shoes. The process to higher awareness, to psykological fitness. My aim is sat. Higher than that. Infinite, cosmic and all around love. Me thats stands above. More women and laughter. I dont bother any more, just let us trust the process and swim to shore.
