Still

- Hi.

My name is Alejandro Perez, Jr., and the name of this piece that I'm going to be performing for you today is called, "Still" I am that handstand, back erect, spine in check, descension down to the split.

Focus, concentrate, relax, transforming essence, sitting submissive, knees bent, prayers made, thoughts paved.

Focus life with the plan, presence, omnidirectional meditative thought process, formulating formulas to create stable environment.

Retirement, never really an option, only a pivotal thought to help never to overexert but to achieve.

Balance met, talent spent, tactful on collaborative concentration combining elements of mind, time, likeness of being, and green lumination.

This could be more clearly described as for the ground to ring forth the flowers bloom in June, only to be consumed as (slurping) rosemary tea, relaxing me naturally.

African personalities are rainbows of colorful wings waiting to be born to build foundations that stand still in the stillness of this abyss of syrupy, sweet butter, dripping salsa, baking biscuits under the light.

(sighs) Hmm.

As Mommy prepares the seeds for today, (hands clap) autumn leaves falling.

(hands clap) Call for Father Time, winter to enter but the bareness that surrounds us is so still.

But still, she turns and burns more energy.

She jumps up and springs forth with new foliage.

It reminds the mindful to reap, plant seeds, to reap, plant seeds, to reap, plant seeds.

(feet stomp) If you too will to sow, and then she is still again awaiting the passing heat of the summer.

Just one more number, and they are together again.

We too will become still.