I continue on these roads of life,
seldom knowing where I'm headed.
I simply search for the moments
I will remember in my old age,
with a satisfied glow and fulfilled heart.
My future self knows what my present self wants now.
So I listen to my angel's whispers,
passing clues from my lives abound;
& all dimensions that surround me.
My life tells a story
that has already been;
has never been,
and will be, all at once.
And so with this, I can be calm.
I am rested
in the embrace
of the tantalizing touch
of all that is,
will be,
has,
and has not ever been.
My essence is immortal.
I am all and none of these things.
& with this thought may tonight I sleep