Written in a moment of grace while life turmoil increase on our planet.
Remember your roots humans…you are star dust from ancient times and part of all that is.
Would I dream of you once more ask the soul to the wind?
I have seen the beauty of a star filled night…and heard music that moved my soul… joy filled the infinite space… I become the morning star, covered in silver light, transformed and bejeweled in the firmament.
My home is infinite… sounds have colors and music is of the soul as light is of the sun.
I am the expression of love, refracted and reflected in infinite space, natural abode of stars…the wave particle, the fabric of the universe pervades the mind just as wind abides in the air never to be seen by the eye. Nature and I are one, a soul abiding in all living things and every particle seen and unseen the wind has carried through me and left a trace of star dust in my soul.