Interwoven experience... a poem

To spin through the meadering strings and yarns of our lives,
the temples of our souls clothed in crystal,
the shimmer through the veil of the timeless
has broken the chains to the material,
did you think it wasn't you?

It is.

It all is.

In between the balance are the extremes we pulse back and forth through,
each strand to the interverse interconnected to every other...

There is no alone, there never was.

Find the joy in the misery, ride the lows back to the highs,
temper the steel with the feathers,
know the darkness in the light...

Be the alchemy,
the transfiguration to achieve your all...

Just be.