Confession

Words are flimsy you said and say

& I've come to not embrace words like once upon a time

Words sit at arm’s length to drift towards or away

Silence is where Ah ha’s float up

Silence rules

This world of space of vast void

Vast empty comfortable soft embracing home

My body speaks this language with pulses or grrrr’s

or any myriad display of energy playing my body

like some beloved instrument

My body is this language, language of non-language

Ya know, I made up stories about energies,

not yet owning My light-in-motion

Well. Duh comes before oops.

Story telling sits contentedly relegated to back seat of Silence

Phenomenal change of monumental proportions,

this getting absorbed into Emptiness

Your friendship (& I can’t claim our friendship

as I was never much of a friend,

always unwittingly trashing your invites)

Your friendship has been/is a steadfast ship

True and constant with enormous love, thanks for that

My body, dancing with my energy exquisitely expertly,

a fan and partner of Nothingness

My body is the new Me

I bow to My body

Laughing bowing to body

Awestruck bowing to Me

Joy moves My body and joy moves My world

Quantum Source ... Quantum World ... Quantum Void ... Quantum You!