The Little Hand

First I saw my little hand, awareness understood. I am alive and this is good. And as years passed, self-knowledge grew, of more than part to whole I knew all the thoughts that were my mind unveiling mysteries to find the truthful meanings that should be awakening inside of me awareness from my spirit birth divinely granted on this Earth to let me know I was alive with innate courage to survive The hand I saw, will one day pass, into a state that will not last. Yet in spirit I’ll know all, a thriving keen beyond the pall. It's from spirit that I came. My soul-awareness is the same. This is my true identity, on into eternity