I have a universe of words

 in my consciousness 

as I whistle a tune

with my breath.

I have a universe of dreams in my thoughts 

and I shall

make them happen while I move in my path.

And as I reconnect to all that is possible:

I am floating in a bed of love.

I am the twinkle of a star in a memory.

I found a message of a song in the bottle.

I found a vision of a mountain in the breeze.

I see a valley of rainbow springtimes exploding inside of gratitude.

I see a stream with dancing bubbles in the moment.

I am a child of oneness in a divine temple

as I reawaken.

As I awaken to feel the vibrational chain of the wind on the hillside,

calling me to rise.

And as I stand having an endless supply of words inside mirrors inside a pond.

 I move gracefully.

Gracefully

like that of the Eagle who flies being hugged by the clouds.