create

in the cosmic ocean there is a kingdom of healing
from an unidentified place we cannot find
we listened to music of the spheres and we drink
that which cannot be identified
our thoughts paint galaxies
as we plant healing meadows
new songs are carried across the sky
our collective being creates music together
and creation becomes through the words we choose
with every song - we create new worlds
and in all of that creation
our own being is is small and large
and when we look for it
our life is nowhere to be found
we look for ourselves in the meadows
in the flowers, in the trees and the sky
and find nothing but vast empty space
our own being is always beyond reach
and so vast and wild and ever so free
our thoughts about life and love creates duality
but we can dress duality with the awareness of unity
and in every moment we plant new seeds
let them arise in any old way
but then, we also can plant highest love
and benevolence