Here we sit
in consciousness.
Bravely alive and boldly here.
Not me or you, but WE, my Dear.
Complex explorers of time and space.
Acutely aware it's not a race.
On borrowed time in this 3-D.
A breath within eternity.
A moment to share on earth together.
To walk through every kind of weather.
Thunderous storms, war, and fighting.
Sun-drenched shores and reuniting.
Sometimes sad we came at all,
but held in consciousness through it all.
With love and purpose beyond this breath.
Beyond worlds and beyond death.
Fear not, my Love, fear nothing at all.
We're infinitely big and infinitely small.
The is-ness of you is really WE
bound by nothing and totally free.
About the Creator
Nicole Caldwell
I passionately share poetry of hope in our times.
Not blind hope, but the kind that burns no matter how strong the storm.
Through story and art, we burn brightly together.
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