In the stillness of the morning, in the stillness of time, I hear the universe, and it is all mine,
When the world is flowing, and we are connected as one, let the passage of knowing, and a sense that we belong,
We may not understand it, and we may fight against it, but life should be harmonious when the light is lit within it,
Remember who we are for we are not mere mortals, but special enlightened beings on a journey that has just begun,
When our time here is over and we go home, we will look back on the stillness of the morning, and realise that our lives are always one.
© Eileen Rowley