Wondering

Whilst wondering one day I look up to see and say what great joy I behold in the living essence of me. All about I see wonderful examples of who and what I am constantly reminding me that as much as I try I can never escape I.

Clutching my breast in neglect I dare say I am born to die and live so that I may continue a quest begun in jest but now in full blown believability!

Tell me what I most need to hear so that my sorrows will unfold the glorious sunshine of Presence.