What does it mean to be human?
And the nature of Consciousness?
The mystery has been revealed…
By the dance of Nature’s quiet songs of the birds…
Lifetimes ago the first questions arose
After the impetus of Thought:
If I AM everywhere here, what is the ALL out there?
And at once, VOID was birthed…
Echoing through aeons of dust coasleced as Form
Something from Nothing;
Eventually the ALL from NULL
…UNFOLDING PRESCIENCE…
Rising tides of Thought ebb & flow
Like an endless river, winding through our hearts
To animate the deepest resonance of our souls:
TO BE! TO CREATE!
TO KNOW THYSELF! TO GIVE!