Heavenletters

Our hold on distraction
Makes us into the tiniest fraction
Of who we could be
Moreover
Of Who We Are
Yet this is merely
Illusory fog
Temporarily blinding us to see
Our Truth, Grace and Beauty
If we have the willingness to open up by letting be
Actively allowing the miracle
Nay, our normalcy
To Be
Like the shining sun
Lessened not as clouds pass by
Nor a meteor shower
Whether a few or a thousand times one
That cannot douse it's light and power
Likewise
We too are foreverness
Glowing Now
Love's brilliant Star
Illuminating Here
The beloved Daughter and Son
Of S/He

michael