tier to tier
water flows along a fountain
each runs dry without the other
the puddles fill then feed consequently
I think of coincidence
the happenstance of twists of fate
the interweaves of similarities
dimensions of synchronicities
an oversoul that seems to link
all the tiers of possibilities
divine energy transforming itself
upon the infinite awareness
to share in common
a binding existence
that fills a temporal realm
peace,
dan
hugs
Fee