A Privilege

Imagine that there is something beyond imagination an oxymoron of course but a real task nevertheless There may be no God not even spirituality suffices but the whole is much greater than the sum of all parts The Universe grants freedom from self-righteousness offers me to let go off megalomanic delusions of grandeur makes my light shine in illumination and its shadows paints a picture with no centre other than kindness and love Unorthodox and conforming to nothing but compassion the tiny wee little Me takes its right place in the crowd at liberty to breathe feel think and reason for meaning to resonate reflect condense for a moment in infinite time Like a novel it reaches out from beginning to the end states a point here and there and connects small dots that swell into an epic and ephemeral narration to tell soon forgotten but a blob on the pages as good as it can Another book will take its place on the library shelf liberated from its companions to start a new venture to reconstruct and make its mark on literal essence Fly free my soul and expound my purpose for free 20th February 2021