This universe-shaped sanctuary suits me perfectly,
as I seek to find the designs of my surroundings,
I stumble onto a solar system planted deep, resinating.
Just waiting to be birthed inside me.
For now, I’m exploring the body between me and infinity.
From emerald looking-glass to the limitless forest green I’m imagining.
Seeing myself in the nature of oceans, rivers, and seas has changed everything.
Once again proving, natural lessons come naturally to seekers longing to be free.
Now I’m open to all new experiences pouring into me.
This far up the mountain, they’d have to be meant for me,
this leg of the journey isn’t easy.
I feel for the messengers that find me
and assume we’ve been sent as a gift mutually.
After asking a while back that only the good find me.
I see everything more shiny, curious, and meant to be.
Suddenly I see life lifting through the dark soil surrounding me.
And realize for the first time as I stretch toward the light,
dancing my way into the bright blues above me, thinking
‘this is how trees, butterflies, and ‘I’s’ are produced…’
The aerial view of the divine irony is amusing enough to distract me.
After walking through this valley and laughing long enough,
Nothing can touch me, somewhere in the dust behind me,
I left the devil grumbling with a pocket full of unsold shortcuts.
I now know to trust and believe the signs life sends me.
Now I’m always looking, and they find me with ease,
Little insights, tiny inklings, exploding into worlds within me,
Each new pathway marks a glimmer of the coolest truths.
Like, that the lens of the living is a real thing
and it always leads to new roots and pursuits…
I had to learn to breathe, and look internally while asking,
before Life would offer me anything above what would sustain me,
I had to come to life before I realized I’d only ever been dying,
I had to face the truth about me to see I’d only ever been lying.
My head lifts, my eyes gaze into the face reflecting before me.
Searching the human race for better traits than those I see growing most noisy.
Only to come back empty, and feeling nothing, it was in this space I found Everything.
From here, the view is so different from what the main veins are projecting.
So, what is it that they are protecting that could turn innocence and creativity into the enemy?
I see the pain, I feel the resistance to experiencing more of it.
Suddenly I’m feeling more compassionately, a surge of love radiating.
A comradery forming between the emerald oceans glistening over their surroundings.
Be free to experience beautifully, boldly, and without limitation little me.