the isness of consciousness

the isness of consciousness awoke,

pregnant with being, coming into words.

the butterfly of tongue is taking flight.

the breeze coming forth, 

from the inside out,

is giving forth light.

stillness sets forth, 

shimmering with knowing.

a permission out of connectedness occurs.

like attracts like, into this luminescence. 

the day fills into a set-forth, 

as existence admits to itself,

its blooming.

immediacy is space occupied with glory.

time is dismissed 

as an audience perspective.

living takes on a blessed connectivity.

all cells know of each other, 

sur-face to sur-face.

harmony in unison, 

sings them together

as if no one if left to be listening.

knowledge is thus birthed into being.

this is why 

say has a life as uniting momentum

from outside of time as its author.

this moment reveals itself 

as ethereally atmospheric 

as we, the celestial, 

become the timeless now.

as ignited as we are, 

these tears fill with shine.

farseeing resides on intangible composure.

in the forest of understanding, 

we, now glow of ourselves.

weep and sorrow hold each others hands, 

ascending,

for the dampness of waiting 

is no more 

in the loiter of the orphan-state.

evaporative is giving mouth-to-mouth.

a cloudless sky billows 

with the buzz of untold excitement.

forever comes forth to see itself.

and the human mind is no more

in the stance of an audience perspective.

isness sings this bonding into delight

as the mass of the earth, put forth,

becomes the songbook of discovery

and aliveness sings itself 

further into existence

while out-breath composes 

the religion of soul.

diversity finally presents

as the knowing sense of oneness, 

realized.

substance and form levitate the wisdom.

understanding has retired

as the isness of consciousness 

formally resumes . . .