to sit within the Peace
that passes all understanding
sensing the joy of existence
I breathe, notice, and sense being alive 
amazed at the variety

within this existance
star stuff, particles of what is
and life made out of
these beautiful dreams

arising I witness the unconscious
riot of asleep participants in the plan
walking nightmares of shadows
cruelty, anger, judgements, opinions
self indulgence oblivious to Real-i-zaton

dear god, forgive me, for I have failed to
be of influence in tipping the scale to the golden age
please send brighter light