Our Source

The complexity of life

goes on & on

Infinite in range           impossible to hold

The meanings of life aren’t shallow

or simple

But connect us all

in life’s cosmic tango

We each seem so different

in our own unique hour

Living in our own skin

and claiming our own power

We live an illusion where one stands alone

Above & apart

from all that enthrones

Deceived 1 must be 2 not notice the force

that gives you your life

and sets you on your course

Can’t conquer it or own it

Won’t let you devour

Control it or

restrain it

then

you’ll lose its power

Different we all are

in our own special way

Flaunting life’s wonder

with

our

own

private play

But you & I both are products of the force

That connects us all

&

is our source