3/31/22

It is what interconnects

The moving breathing spirit of all things

That which is everything and nothing

Form and formlessness

You can become it and do it

That which we are

That we become

Some are blinded and cannot see the sun warming their hearts

I am love

You are love

We are all love

I loved a mountain once. 

She was beautiful and tall and majestic

I gazed opan her from afar

Wowed and she was lit up by the sunset

Colors evershifting behind her

Showing her at her upmost glory

Surrounded by beaty everywhere she looks

This must be perfect 

This landscape this moment 

All the nuerosis

The thoughts intruding

Notcie them go by

Notice their disturbing feelings

Why is the tight chest?

Chest tight

Are you breathing

Notice it

Breathing in

Breathing out

Breathing in knowing that i am breathing in

Breathing out knowing that i am breathing out