in my world
the seamless sea
of loving synchronicity
is not a sea
yet it flows
it has no parts
yet miraculously
seeming parts do join
it is seamless
yet seems to connect
what mind has set apart
it is timeless
yet seems to collapse time
into a holy instant of surprising joy
it is not called forth in a hostile world
yet is there to soothe
the troubled waters of despair
and angry bickering
if we but look
if we but hear the call
that repeats, repeats, repeats
all about appear our separate lives
yet allowing love’s voice to filter through
a tapestry of beauty and peace is woven
by its presence
with synchronistic surprise
a sea that flows
without a separate source
without a loss forever more
a sea we come to know as Self
michael
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