In It Is
In it is all as ought to be
This sole microcosm that is me
Every being, beast, bee and tree
All as oneness including thee
Thus this wild world we wish to see
Holding hearts hoping to fly free
Lands that pulse possibility
Surging so through humanity
Soul, our only necessity
Copyright © Greg Gaul | Year Posted 2021
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