That Thou Art

What would it be like to transcend space-time, where we’re both the one and also the two, meaning the all that is, feeling each chime, as heartbeats in all forms does so renew and yet one with oneness, is pure like dew? This question cannot be answered by mind, which works on fragmented concepts that bind but if we shift, making silence our muse, we transform as God’s breath, loving and kind, becoming the flame, heart opted to choose.