Here is another day of evolution,
When history continues.
We share the acceleration and the satisfaction,
The outright membership in the infinite community of species,
This day too.
In silence and freed from anything that might be a restriction,
Such as expectation,
The creative spirit flourishes again.
Breathing is free and easy.
Not knowing what will come in the silence of creation,
Anything is possible from death to life.
What waits and creates is the body.
At first,
Such a grounded attachment to this,
Our earth.
What would gravity hold on to without this physical form?
Your mass,
Your heft,
Your trunk,
Your solidarity,
Your bones,
Muscle,
And flesh.
And feelings attach us to ourselves and to our relationships.
The creative process is at work all day and all night,
As natural feelings are born and seek expression.
Notice what feeling now flows from its source,
Created by you,
For you,
And for those around you.
Binding and bonding everything is spirit,
The glue of existence.
Invisible yet strong,
Elastic but solid,
Present yet ageless,
Spirit is both here inside me and in the far-flung universe at the same time.
May you feel the fires of creation today.
Your gift today is evolution.