I am the divine Spark; that manifested in this humanly existence
I am not a human; I am not this body; I am existence ITSelf
As I hold on; I hold on to the past; manifested; an existence that has moved on
In the Now; creation unfolds; in every second
It unfolds un-intended with holding to what was yesterday; what was the past; what seems important for the human mind
As the universe expands; consciousness expands; as it sings the song of LOVE
Divine Love; in every wavelet of existence; unfolding; second by second
un-intended; unbothered by the human mind; creation
The human fabric made out of light; made out of the particles that God itself manifested
How can we see the holding not as good or bad, but as a state of the unconscious
Unconscious of the conscious creator; weaving; spinning
Like a spider in its beautiful web
full of light; of divine love; of IT-SELF
Expressive in its art; in its songs of love
it Does not regret; it does not seek
As it expands;
The drums in the beat
in the beat of its song
So beautiful; so detailed; so creative; so expansive
Do you hold to the human mind?
Or do you let yourself unfold; expanding into the divine’s consciousness
SURRENDER to love
