The etheric everything

I breathe, 

the steam which stems from the mug that fills the place with the warm aroma

of jasmine, 

and green tea.

feeling the subtle undertones

of the tastes of the earth mother,

this is the sacredness I see and know,

that I feel in all my Self.

For I am All,

there is no "other".

There is no separation,

except in the adventure to this place,

in the forgetting we were lost in the illusion

but in the remembrance may we be Whole once more--

as the vastness of the Cosmos looks into the Eyes of the Eternal Self,

and sees the whole totality of her reflection.

And this we will see,

this all shall know.

and the light and darkness again

unify

and may we all grow;

for from a thousand slivers of fragmented light was once a single beam of color,

and to the Source always the soul shall flow.