Could we All

Have a Reality

In a Material Form

Where Respect

Became the Common

Denomination?

Could We All

Take our shortcomings

and make ourselves

blow our Outer Limits

to become Solidly Divine?

Could We All

Drop our limiting beliefs

And contortioned life patterns

for a larger Triumphant View?

And if not, Why?

 

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Instead of doing it,

Open to it.

Let it meet me

In the beat of the wing,

In the blink of the eye.

All is done to me.

I am just an observer

From my blissful state.

Until the flow takes hold

Of body,

Molecules and blood

And bones,

And marionette like make

Graceful swaying

Of my primal material.

I am moved,

Therefore I move.