You are the waves. The shore is your forehead.
The sidewalks are your trunk.
The world is made up of you –
feel humanity walking over you.
Feel wild animals
the beating of their hearts
the feel of their feet
on your Earth
the feeling of their breath
feeding you.
The moisture that exudes from
them is you.
The excitement in their breasts
as they act naturally
comes from you.
You are the creator
and the destroyer.
When you breathe, worlds breathe.
Worlds expand as you swell your chest
As you rest, worlds are at peace.
You created it all,
patiently,
lovingly.
Every minute detail is you.
Egoless, transparent,
Ever changing
You.
Your hair is the wind
your fingers are the little creatures
scurrying at night.
Your toes are reptiles in the grass.
Breathe deeply. How does your world smell?
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