How big are the Universe's Hands?
Where source lives
If your heart knows your soul is a reflection of the universe, tell me, do you watch yourself sleep?
Do you trust yourself enough to let go of this physical body and transcend into the wind around you?
When all feels heavy, do you trust yourself enough to let go and become weightless?
What I'm really asking is, do you trust yourself enough to fly?
Soar like a monarch with the joy of a dog being let of his leash?
Do you have enough faith in yourself to leap first and leave the net in hindsight?
What I'm really asking is, do you have faith that Source will catch you?
How big are its hands?
Its hand, the net, they are one, they are infinite.
Source's hands, the net, you flying, you falling, it's all the same: unstoppable forces that only fate decides.
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