My Spiritual Progression
March, 23, 2017
as a minute speck of infinity, the invisible...
immenseness, weighs about my shoulders.
Can my thoughts possibly seep
throughout this and all universes, rippling
along the fabric...of existence?
Words of others unselfishly lent,
spreading about our sphere, touching deeply
hidden recesses, illuminating every blackened fear.
Truth slowly roots the darkness out,
placing new insights, in their stead.
Yet continuously backward and forward evolution,
ride the pendulum.
Sometimes movement as slight as a vibration
is all that is accomplished, other moments,
find me plunging backward, almost to the point of my beginning.
Left to try again, inhaling a deep breath of acceptance.
Silent seconds tick by,... one... breathe, two... breathe, … three.
After all,...I am only a minute speck of infinity.
And Spirit whispered, "There are no limits."
We are akin to the aspen forests, seemingly separated but in actuality, one organism.