Creativity.
The fleeting bird,
The ephemeral wind
Of originality.

Come to me.
Haunt me.
Open the gates of my imagination.
Unleash my inner powers of creation.

In the limitless Ocean of Life
I feel safe.
I feel taken care of.
Surrounded by abundance,
In the Heart of the Universe
I am the One.
Among the Waves of Time
I am the Sacred Drop.
Whatever there is,
I made it.
Whatever there is not yet,
I can make.
The Divine Light.
The Creator.
I am.