My faculties allow me the distance to perceive.
My heart allows me the ability to feel you.
Even if I must keep it to myself,
I trust in me because I have done the work to access the universal order.
It sees me.
It recognizes,
Communicates,
Supports,
Challenges,
Wants me to rise up.
I no longer question it as I used to.
I have played the scholar,
Made the sacrifices,
Believed in the process,
Learned the lessons left my body,
Left my mind.
I fear not,
For I cannot fear what is right,
And what is right for me is best.
I perform this service to reconnect,
To wash the dregs away,
The waste,
The extraneous.
I commit and commute with full spirit.
I am love.
I am fire.
I am peace and of the light.
Not aware of it,
I am it.
I am it.
If my last passing words will be thank you,
This will be enough to suffice and break the ties of the body back into my wandering soul and roam,
Fly,
And hover to die a thousand more and rebirth where my home is always safe,
Inevitably mine,
Timeless,
And noble,
Where I am accepted,
Received,
And recognized.
I will not need to escape this energy.
I have earned it.
This awareness is older than language itself,
Like the way the wind talks.
This is where I exist,
In those particles,
In the distance,
In the exceptional,
In the unknown,
In the origin,
In the fog,
In the furthest outreaches.
I exist.
I always have,
Always will.
I am forever.
I am aware and prepared for anything.
