This is Our World

Closing my eyes, sinking deeper and deeper into who I am

What the heck

there is a difference between steadfastly stroking my arms, kicking my feet

And floating

Not drifting aimlessly, floating, observing, feeling, allowing my wants and needs to be felt and asked for

Feeling where I am and what surrounds me

Releasing my prayers into the all, into the everything, into the field

And then, slowly, slowly, opening my eyes

What do I think and feel here

How do I unify myself

We are more than we know

A gift to myself and you

Is to receive this, know this, walk this, and give this freely

This is our world, friends