The Indivisible Joy I Am

Through the Obsidian

Sky, full of star's

And cotton wool clouds

I have fallen to this earth.

Like a leaf in consciousness,

Own autumnal dream state

And gentle, wanton surrender.

I have found the vibrance

And decadence of living

Within the without.

Drifting aimlessly

And given to the whimsy

Of an uncertain breeze

-sets me free.

Carries me joyously,

Where so ever it needs

Me to be.

I have never sought

Ownership of anything

For what humans own,

Is inevitably the very thing

That owns them.

Be free, be love,

Be the experience

You are dreaming of.