I’ve been fantasizing… Kundalini rising,

Unlocking the snake on my sac—

Rum, no alcohol, I’m what you call-

A yogi, I schmooze, no need for the booze,

Hi, my name is Shayna and I’m kind of insane, uh-

Vegetable obsessed, hippie but well-dressed,

Happy way too much, I have never heard of such…

A smoothie with kale? And it’s on sale?

Oh the simple pleasure of warm weather,

Sun on my skin, I’m giving in,

No sunscreen for me, parabens and BHT,

Chemical shit storm, not on my physical form,

I want it organic, if not I may panic—

Just kidding, it’s not that serious, stop being so delirious,

Life is meaningless, full of joy but really seeing is-

With the third eye, looking down, on the moment you’re having now,

Separate, meditate, elevate, concentrate,

Just create- it’s never too late, to share –

The gift you are- like a star,

not like a famous guy, but like the night sky-

empty and dark, but with a spark –

of light- no more fright, fight or flight,

it’s time to take flight- go soar like never before,

you have the key and the lock. Now open the door.