Flow is the rhythm strong and near
That silences the doubt and fear
It lifts your step it guides your hand
It makes the world a listening band
In tune with all that moves around
You walk on air without the ground
No struggle now no clash no fight
The moment hums with pure delight
The strings of life are gently played
The dissonance begins to fade
You are no longer out of place
But joined in universal grace
Success is not a crown or stage
But how you harmonize the age
For every flow that struck the chord
Became its own unspoken reward