I come from a river of tears,
ebbing behind the not knowing it.
yet I feel for this waterway from deep within,
not firmly perceiving its original source
or its resounding persuasion,
that I cannot avoid.
Heartfelt is not a small location
somewhere within me
as my immediate surround is filled with it.
A rain somehow teeming, forming on my inside
is pouring out through my outward expression.
I yearn from beyond what wants could fulfill.
I love, having no seams of distinction,
no lines on entry, none objectifiable as results.
We each are fluid in these spiritual swims
behind our fin-sweep projections of form.
For there is but one heart brain
and we all happen to be of it . . .
We are these moistures,
thriving on the innards of living wood.
We are evaporative means
from cooling night time temperatures,
somewhat sun-kissed and now as ever revitalized.
We are the facial identities of all snowflakes
leaving their frozen impresses for their liquid states.
We each are, the “you are here”
that all fluids, upon arrival, celebrate as one.
We are the one soul of all fallen leaves of lifetimes
yet still we deeply reside in all of the living trees.
We are every cloud’s sacred cargo
on life-journeys to celebrate.
We have been everywhere, both here and far
and now live to rejoice in each other’s transit.
Viscosity is our sacred vibes’ evidential creed.
Our religion is mutable oneness.
If I come through you as tears,
as you through me,
please know of me as nectar
as you also are to me.
We want so to be of this ocean,
embracing through all distinctions,
inherently finding all manners from this same cause.
We are the impress-to-affect through all
that has come into existence.
The sun is the radiant seat of our wisdom.
We all are that expression of love . . .
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