Morning song
I rise from the sea of being,
Bathed in endless waves
Of transcendent visions.
I awaken to eternal morning,
All the world glistening
In silken dewdrops of creation.
I feel the beauty of my form,
Each atom of becoming,
The shining essence of joy.
Once upon a time I was a fat little caterpillar whose contented munching was disturbed by visions of bright wings flying free in a world beyond the cabbage patch. When my caterpillar form could no longer contain that dream I entered the Chrysalis where thought became form. This is my journey.Walk with me.This is simply who I am.
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