Stitching Thoughts in Time-space

Stitching thoughts together

In time and space.

Shifting perspectives highlight

For appreciation

Rich new details

Endlessly repeating cosmic patterns

Through which conscious understanding

Is continually torn asunder

And eternally made anew

To refine our understanding

And serve it

Is our life's work.

We are One.

i Am You

I am You.

I will come to you forever 

Across waves of time and space

To whisper the secret:

I have always been within you

In mind's eye I will take many forms.

Each mask that I wear is Me.

Hear me calling and I will lead you home 

To Yourself.

The song that the Universe sings is for you.

Love is the filament of our existence.

The light kindled

Will surround you

And be your own

Our hearts are many

And One

The heavens are filled with our Shining.

We light the Way back

For pieces learning in the dark.

Form is a construct of imagination.

Your mind is imagining itself -

Interpreting the fields 

Of it's many existences

Separation is the Illusion

By which we examine

The facets of our Wholeness.

Listen to what you cannot see.

And richness will reward your senses

Fractal Selves

We are fractal expressions of our other Selves, 

Of each other, 

Of God, 

Sacred equations

Resolving ourselves through time and space. 

Our movements create new branches of the Sacred Tree, 

And so God’s experience grows and deepens. 

Sorrow Crept Like A Dark Frost

Sorrow crept like a dark frost 

Into my soul
And stole 

The light 

From my heart

Down dark hallways,
Through padded rooms,
And into fields of waving grain,

Into the wilds of my being,
My sorrow called

A desperate voice,
A snarling pain,
Infusing the skin I could not shake off

I watch the beast bristle, 

Leap, and roll,
Roaring at the air,
Claws rending deep, the earth below.

But all for show

Sorrow won't be shed

As easily as that

In time, futility leads
To tired acceptance,
And we curl with our demons
And sleep

A prayer offered up

Forgetfulness and renewal