this gift

it's as if

when the branch sways in the wind --

it sways for me.

when the butterfly flaps its wings to fly so delicately in the sky  -- 

it flies for me.

when the sun shines --

it shines for me. 

and the rain falls --

for me.

all moments of all time were created for me.

and for you. for all of us. 

for the experience… 

for that knowing -- that is within each of us.

 yet we can't quite put a finger on.

…the eternal consciousness….

as they say.

that is beyond the 'me', the 'i', the 'self' form….

that is more than that. 

and more than what can be put into words.

this world…

this human experience…

this beauty around us - in all forms…

is a gift.

for the eternity that exists within all of us.