In the cradle of the universe
sits my soul.  I'll sing my song
that will vibrate through space-
the moon and stars shall bend
to hear its every jubilant note
the clouds shall scatter its splendour
like petals over the surface
of the earth---every life
every living thing, every voice,
every heart blends in the silent mystery
of oneness--this is the quintessence
of existence--words--they are the mouth-piece
of a Higher Being that resides
within every man and woman
I am every man
I am every woman
I am all things
that breathe
that dares to reach out
for the beyond--
we are not of separate parts
but leaves on the same tree
with common roots
that first gave us life
for this is a tree
that is anchored
in timelessness
beyond age
and decay--

I would die
happy
even as a blade
of grass, a patch of ****
or a tiny little flower
in some unknown field

to regrow
in a season to come