I’m wired up to the universe,
with a strong invisible thread.
To hold me while I need it,
I’m as sure when I’m dead.
Linking me to every moment,
as I’m paying a visit just now.
I came down from the stars,
but I cannot remember how.
I’m connected to all there is,
Spreading all over the place.
I see myself in so many things,
I see too, as I look in your face.
I visit all over the milky way,
as each planet is my home.
While my body rests at night,
in my dreams I love to roam.
I grow in summer meadows,
I hang down from every tree.
As my spirit meets each part,
so I become all things I can see.
I roll in with the tides at night,
cross the mountains on a wing.
I am the grass that covers land,
I am the song the crickets sing.
Yes, my body might deteriorate,
but the thread will always last.
When I am only a pile of ashes,
I’ll be right here, not in the past.
~
lizalizaskysaregrey©2017
Hi Liza,
just beatufiul and true if I can notice. We are all somehow bound with the universe through our energy 🙂 Thank you
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I think so Ben, you and me and everything else 🙂 Thank you
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Philosophical, thought provoking , delightful! Well done.
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Thank you so much 🙂
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You are most welcome.
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Hi Liza, It is beautiful and well said. I like it.
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Thank you so much 😊
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It’s true, we are bound by energy, we are energy. What a beautiful way to say it.
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Thanks Phyllis, pleased you liked it and yes we are just energy. That’s why a lot of us connect through blogging, we recognize the energy 💜
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