There are deep truths in life Unchanging Unconditional It is the fabric That life gets printed on It is the fabric That sustains life It is a fabric So sheer and ethereal Woven into our being That it is often missed
It is said, "You can't see the forest For the trees." That is applicable here We can't know our soul While lost in the trees Lost in the minutiae of life Yet it is always right here Throughout our beingness Throughout our aliveness Silent, pulsing, creative energy
Separateness is impossible And it is just an illusion Only creative energy Contracting AND expanding In every moment Oh the colors we have To play with And the sounds and feels And tastes, and smells And emotions And words
We get lost in the trees It truly is both Heaven and hell From one To two (binary, dualism, polarities) To ten-thousand things From Universal Soul To man and woman To LGBTQIA... Expanding AND contracting
So have fun Or not It doesn't matter It doesn't freckin matter Once you see The forest AND the trees The illusion of Separateness disappears All that is left Is a paint brush With nobody holding it