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Touching It

There are secrets

whispered all around us,

the earth speaks

through her gentle fingers;

the grass

waves in the wind.

 

We are made

of the same stuff

as mud!

Yet something else

is happening here…

 

Show me the key

to our consciousness!

 

Humanity can observe

and pick at the cell,

we can stare at the atom,

the vibrating center

of the universe,

we are getting closer

it would seem,

but we aren’t

going to reach

It.

 

What if

I told you

It’s all around you,

Just breathing gently.

 

Relax,

inhale It,

let your consciousness expand

and contract,

all at once.

 

Set your soul free,

let it wander

gently through the darkness,

towards the light,

yes,

Closer.

 

See It now?

Glowing in front of your being?

 

Go ahead and touch

It,

Rub noses with

It,

Put your hands inside of

It.

 

Yes.

 

You are

It.

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jack-singer
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Published
Dec 14, 2011
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