09/05/09 4 AM
I see a germinating seed:
Yellow, glowing, organic.
It sprouts a stem, then grows like sea-weed....
Taking up all the space that it can.....
Like an ideal gas.
It's like watching a galaxy
Being born
In the silent vacuum of space.
I just let it grow,
Taking in its organic beauty.
I'm a silent observer
At the consciousness core,
That is the true I AM,
The immutable piece of the Source -
Nothing more.
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