A twist and flick

A twist of time and work and words. A simple flick the sound of birds. Flying flapping up in the air. One thing in common the sky we share. Its open to this unknown place. A twist or flick in outer space. A empty mind is a empty sky. How should we reach things to help us fly. Should we twist or flick our Wrist. To clear the mind of its foggy mist. The solution comes when you make that choice. To use the words and hear your voice. To feel the sky with all your mind. Just twist and flick and it’s what you find. Clear bright and beautiful a breath of fresh air. Is only a twist and flick away if you train your mind to care.