Everything in this world
is a message from that one.
And where is that world?
Deep inside your chest.
The song of the towhee.
The very slow pulse
of ancient stones.
How the wings of a hummingbird
churn this blinding sunbeam
into billions of love atoms.
When you breathe in,
breathe the Beloved.
When you breathe out,
breathe forests, meadows,
mountains, clouds.
This is your duty:
create a new earth
from the sparks of your joy.
