How it really feels?
How it feels to be spiritual?
Suppose it feels
Less like a prison
That we would call the body
Suppose I feel
That my energy is limitless

Suppose it feels
Like being everywhere at the same time.
But there's no chaos.
And sometimes when I close my eyes
I see all these people
From all over the world
I watch their lives
And smile without
A hint of judgement
Just love.

That's what being a servant is about; they need that judgementless smile

What a Message sounds like?
I suppose it feels
Like someone is
Gently blowing in my hair
At times I feel God
There's golden light
Within my body
That I've come to see as
More like a permeable membrane.

And sometimes
I feel various energies
Close to my body
"Are you coming? Can you please help me?"
Without hesitation
The strength of my essence
Replies by extending
A part of me
To the conflict
That needs attention.
My mind rarely watches it
But I know I'm serving
On some level.