what's invisible
is there
the unseen air
is now visible
it's always moving,
blowing
filling the space
that seems empty,
between us,
to prove
we are two
but
if the space
is not empty,
but full,
and there is no space,
then there is only one
nothing not touching the whole,
no speck of your body
not being touched,
in connection
with the whole
at all times
thank you, flakes,
that show us,
they do not fall straight to the ground,
there is no vacuum,
no gap,
in God
nothing
ever
leaves
the snow may seem to vanish...
but that is only
through
the eyes of a child...
mama
does not cry for the melting of a snowflake...
she sings for the fertile crop she knows it will bring
in the spring,
the rushing rivers,
the bath water,
and boiling soup...
come, little snowflakes, come
and
we sing
and we sing
and we sing
at this abundance
this fullness
eternal...
a picture of Love...
no price to be paid...
it's all free,
as long as you love it
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