I drift silently through the now. As my multifaceted form catches the light, I become aware of my complex structure. A paradoxal meld of dual definitions: Intricate and simple. Delicate in double meaning if I land on your tongue.
The phases of life have shaped me. I am in constant change, even though the perception of me seems static. My experiences have led me here; they have transformed me into a being of crystalized empirics.
The wind takes me playfully into his arms and I dance brilliantly up in the sky. Excitement washes over me and I swirl around in euphoria. My enlightened essence essentially merging with the light. I reflect on whether this is the highest form of existence.
Although I find it challenging to gaze beyond the momentum of the moment, my awakened mind can’t help but wonder what the next step in the current can-can is.
My flighty escapade reaches its peak on a crest in the seemingly endless ocean. I dissolve, but I don’t lose myself. I realize that the limitation of my reality was an illusion and a form of self-observation. I see myself for who I am and I become who I have always been.
My existence was a spark of imagination that came alive because even All That Is is curious about itself.