As I romp in hallways of a human body, my time is limited before I return to road of universe.
I partake in tasty treats to digest with smiles. Swim in waters of emotions that wash old wounds. Meet friends and foe to teach compassion. Fly in dancing steps gracefully and sing like birds to echo against ear walls.
As I move I slowly put pieces together to understand who I am. Recalling my purpose and divinity. Spreading on lifeβs canvas as artist with paint of love. Resting to smell the rose perfumes in air of wind. And find doorways into heart, where no ego lingers.
Yes as I romp. I connect in tears that lead to rainbow thoughts. Dreams that give abundance of breath. Gratitude that vibrates in cells delicately. See animals that mirror dedication And move in playground where Godβs presence is everywhere.
Oh! what a gift journey to gather memories inside many a trial and tribulations.
Oh what grand humanoid experience to process and bring back to soul.
Saw word romp and after connecting to my poet wizard guide...a poem was born