The Purpose

To embody all your imperfections

is your divine purpose.

Shake every crooked broken limb

Loosing its submissive armor.

Add waves

to merge the water colors

into growing mirrors.

See into your inner eye and drop into galaxies expanding.

Adventurous hearts and curious minds,

Opening to all possible timelines.

Playing out in one sparkle

Exploding into instant oneness.

When you are finally done being separate

Enjoying the joyfulness of laughter

Merging together slow and steady

To origins beyond

Collapsing into itself and bursting into a chaos of star-seeds.

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