Held in your arms of descending rays, in golden glow of sleeping days
Wrapped in a dark blanket of night, awaiting your coming with morning light
I feel your kiss in the breeze, hear your soft voice in the rustling trees
Your footsteps in each lapping wave, joined from their birth to crashing grave
As each wave falls another begins, raising and falling as perpetual twins
All a part of the same sea, separate but one in their unity
We're in the leaves, every drop in the sea, I am you, you are me
Time has no meaning we have always been and will always be
I'm in the air you breath, in each child you did conceive
We are light, we are the sun, in the stars, in everyone
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Yes, KP's in the air I breathe. Pity it's stale and stagnant, and whiffs of botox! heehee. Did you know that Spinoza chappie?
Thanks Orchi for the review and understanding. Yes the devil is in the details and no Baruch ran with a much younger group than mine but I did hear about him. Known as a trouble maker by the clergy one of those pantheists I think
I'm not too sure Spinoza was wrong in his thinking, everything does point that way.
It's just the evolution bit, humans moved a bit too fast in natures garden.
Thank you Paul for the read and review. Yes it is the view that I hold subject to modifications. Your comment is most valued
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