flight of the butterfly, rising free
As my eyes look toward the brightening skies,
As my heart moves toward the power of providence,
As my thoughts turn to moments to come,
I am filled with the love that is our great gift.
I met an old friend this afternoon. We sat on the park bench in silence for a time, listening to the gentle sounds of the breeze through the leaves, and the babbling of the water in the fountain. When I'm with him, I feel a calm warmth, a peaceful light, a subtle smile... I know all is well. He emanates love. The question formed in my heart long before it arrived at my lips, a question that had been simmering for ten thousand lifetimes.... "Why do I feel apart from you?" As I began to sense that the answer was near, I felt a tiny twinge of anxiety. I realized this time that the anxiety was part of the puzzle, part of the illusion, part of the answer to the question that still hoped, in part, to elude me... I reminded myself that the answer was in the air, a moment of decision and it would reach the ears of my soul.... The holy instant, the moment of rebirth, the glimmer of creation's perfection, the cusp of All.... And I was still.... I held my breath for an eternity; I closed my mind for the blink of an eye... I was still.... The answer burst forth from the darkness of the mystery of a universe of darkness. Empty, void, alone.... And there it was! ... For that instant of tremendous and tumultuous fear, all was dark..... and then... the light...... I leaped into the light... Divine... Nirvana.... Love..... And the answer was the question.... and the question was answered...... Thanks God :)