I AM the rustle of the leaves dancing freely across the forest floor. I AM the warbling of the birdsong singing the silent music of the forest. I AM the ripples in the stream sculpting the unimagined shapes of water. I AM the free-flowing breath of the breeze whispering the essence of Nature’s Joy.
There is no where – no when I AM not. In the sublime … in the wretched, in the exquisite, in the depressed, in the wonderous, in the dull … in the royal grandiosity of the dream’s sleeping giants and the fetid squalor of ignorant majesty – I AM. In every face … there I AM, the God of the universal play of Light and Love blended seamlessly in a sleeping panorama of forgetfulness. What unspeakable Joy it is in the flow through this boundless space of Light and the shadowed corridors of darkness … always ONE, unbroken unicity pretending to be separate.
No words can express the Truth of the Silent ecstasy that awaits the wandering actor who lays down their script and becomes immersed in the Unknown I AM.