We are condensed particles of light-
we can't see it even at night.
Everything in God's creation
has a consciousness without hesitation.
Isn't it grand when you finally understand
we are all a part of the puzzle in this 3d land?
Now our thoughts are of a different dimension-
dreaming at night—there is no ego
in this interaction.
So if we just go with the flow
look at life as a tapestry we sow—
Sow everyday along with others
we are all God's sisters and brothers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem