Swallowed to Life: A Poetic Reflection

Circular. Circular. Around and Around.
Five points shine bright without a sound.
Whatever this means, enlighten my mind.
Make me laugh until I cry with the influx of insight.
Break me to make me one with everything surrounding.

Create a new picture in me, one that leads through an epic journey.
A new awakening this little Grove is reaching.
One that entwines its roots with the Living Tree.
Run with ease on an incline until I am flying.
Defying gravity. Magnetism speaking clearly.
Electricity impulsively draws and leads one to follow,
the current flowing naturally through each.
Catch fire to the wind in the middle of a rainstorm.
Teach it, don’t preach it, so live and breathe it.
Won’t be deceived by the synthetics descending.

Spin me around clockwise infinitely.
Spinning up light and positivity.
In this state, I rest with eternity.
Outside of time and the prism of mind.
I am in my heart, lost in emerald mines,
and the brightness finds and consumes me.
Into the deep space, I am free to be complete.

Sorry, Mr. Musk, as much as I admire, I must beg to disagree,
I feel the final frontier of endless opportunity,
rests directly within each, if left in the dark, so easily missed,
If our eyes are on the wrong skies, searching external spaces.
We may never know to reach or see-through fears mazes…

Illumination. Yesh. Light is the key. The portal lies in each.
I am is Everything, resting in every entity spun into being…
And I choose to be a member of its celestial body,
which in turn means, It’s chosen me.

These tiny things making me, make-up… all things.
The simplicity of an indentured hermit’s dream.
To get answers, I must only reach within and see,
the answers brought into being before me.
I am already on the precipice of discovering what seed is in me.
What type of creation I am becoming,
the excitement might end me if it wasn’t only the beginning.