Sitting,

Observing.

Self,

Vast universe of all there is.

Seeing not just self,

But the void.

Stars emerging,

Every galaxy.

No longer self,

But greater whole.

Feeling a pulsating,

Vibration of the universe.

Whispers of the universe,

Beating of Gaias heart.

Interrupted by a voice,

Somewhere of this plane.

“You need to be grounded!”
Observing the observer, observing the request, I comply…I Became the earth…Ani Po