To be continued?

The compassionate awareness,

The gentle presence.

Holding light in it's entirety,

While never being afraid of the dark.

For how would we see the moonglo?
or the twinkling stars?

Still There in the unfolding of each day
 and all it may bring.

here for it all, without judgment.
 
The loving witness of it all,

Beloved sky.

The painting of life,

expressing itself with each brushstroke.

In each blink,
In each breeze,
in each breath.

right there! did you see it? 

yea, you're enough.

Just like this, just as you are.

Like a leaf plucked by a caterpillar,

I still see your wholeness!

Does the story ever end?

hmm, 
Does a circle have a beginning?

      
     by Zuriel.