Tuning into my own nature now
I find myself rolling this ball
Around my head
Of this possibility
Of a feeling
Like this silver ocean swan
With a baby blue mouth
Flying in front of me
Skimming the lake
From the sight of this being
With a different conscious
I can imagine what it would be like
To roam the Earth
Without clutter in the mind
Wings cutting through the wind
Bound to the present
And clarity of what IS