it’s the richness that I’m craving
to fall into the abyss
and be enveloped in the curious
the depth of wonder pulling me in
asking for my expansion
I’m moving
aching for it, feeling it
wanting to give into that joyful eternity
what holds me back is nothing
it can’t be substantial
if my heart wants this more than this life itself
to be one in the creation
of the cosmic order of colour and tones
to know this experience of myself
that this is what I am
not just mere flesh and blood and bone
but I am this infinite
I AM both the empty canvas and the paint
the strokes of meaning
giving shape
coming together, clashing then blending
etching together to form
I don’t know what
until it is made
this is the beauty
the masterful union
of inner to outer
and reflected again
to inform me, encourage me, sculpt me
into only God knows
yes, yes
thank you
for the liberation