Shall I visit, beaches warm, or ski, mountains full of snow
Do I pack my sandwiches, a flask of tea, still hot
Or shall I order, a la carte, from my favourite shop
Do I pack a suitcase, or a back pack, I’ll so need
Do I pack my flip flops, or Welly boots, touch knees
Have I got my sun cream, or carry ski, upon my back
Do I go for a nice dip, or slip, fall down ice track
Oh what fun, my mind does give, still in pyjamas so
I can vision, I’m in waters warm, make snowballs, in the snow
Just by going quiet, shut out all the noise around
My mind, in sync with my soul, my perfect place, I've found
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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