Friends,
A little blurb of inspiration, the juice to share. Use it as you want.
The little child in all.
Happy as a child I am, going round and round.
Free mind and body I have finally found.
In a Universe that is up for grabs,
infinite in energy, too large for our puny maps.
Endless in complexity, pain and joy,
always shining, being like a changing toy.
Infinite in impotence and lust.
It always seeking us, we always seeking it because we must.
There is no end. It always goes on.
Changes. Moves. Brightens. Darkens. Shivers, explodes.
The seeds will grow, the flowers will come,
infinite variety of constant change never gone.
It is inside us and out of us.
It is dark and bright.
Heavy and light.
Happy as a child I adore its might.
Felipe