The journey to awareness will reach its final destination when we are aware of just how connected we are to life itself and to the universal presence of life.
The Eastern light brings peace
With the soft touch of wonder.
As the sensation intensifies,
I can see the fine lines of life
All held together by sweet silver threads,
That surround me,
Entrapping me in a web of joy.
And I laugh,
At first gently,
Then deep from the bowels of my being,
At all the confusion and pain
Manufactured by my tired mind.
And I laugh at the lack of knowing,
Because the search for knowledge,
Only leads to more questions,
While I can sit her laughing hysterically,
Because I know I have all the answers.