God is a face with no name; 
a whisper in the breeze; 
the hum of insects in a forest 
aglow with the first rays 
of the soft light of dawn. 

God is the vibration 
of everything as one. 
The emotion of a heart 
awake but breaking, 
choosing instead 
to carry on. 

God is the transcendence of hope, 
when faith is another day; 
the present moment fleeting; 
making the most of the lives we have 
before they slip so fragilely 
through our fingers. 

Yet, in this swelling of divinity, 
we do not cling… 
We cherish but let go, 
because we know 
that we must grow, 
thereto bestow 
our pearls of wisdom 
onto the future 
living in our dreams. 

We are aflame with inexhaustible spirit. 
We are chock-full of life and love 
and we owe it all to the immensity of being. 

How full we’ve all felt. 
How we’ve striven 
to leave ourselves empty, 
not knowing what it means 
to long for life in our wizening. 

We only want to be whole. 
God is forgetting, and forgiving 
ourselves for what we lack, 
and what we are or what we aren’t. 

God is the intangible spirit 
of knowing we are whole 
in our very melting. 

That through the coursing, 
and the melding 
of ever present energies, 
we belong to something greater 
than ourselves. 

God is ALL. 
God is One. 
God is none, 
for we are he are thee. 
We’ve split ourselves to many. 
To let life be lived aplenty. 

So dream, 
my dear past, dream. 
Soon you shall see. 
Soon you shall 
remember me. 

Maddening, I know. 
Yet, with every step, 
we manifest.
With every step we grow.