Poetry

[isis]

true simultaneity is available, only when
reality reveals now is where you begin & end.
ultimately, this very moment does contain it all,
even though we like to think we started as something small.

synchronicity shows me, what is willed was willed by me;
i am the alpha & the omega, eternally.
my being is composed of all that is, was, & will be;
undoubtedly, my pure essence is all there is to see.
love & light make up my true & sacred identity;
there is nothing other than harmony & unity.
all of existence is simply a work of art on show;
no one can tell you something you did not at one time know.
evidently, this place is where we like to seem to grow;
i think, in time, we will all see: as above, so below.
this reality is an illusion, just like a dream;
you keep rowing your boat, ever so gently, down that stream.