Zero Point Field
Posted on Mar 18th, 2009
by
Julie
Pure love as pure consciousness,
beyond the veil,
beyond the daily wail of fleeting sounds.
Beyond the windless darkest night,
where the well is deeper than ordinary sight.
Though appearing to be calm,
A thunderous roar,
a death that is deathless,
a stillness abhorring a vacuum of waste,
filling the vast gap called space
with an oasis of light, color, sound,
I am, you are, we are the sum total of everything
we’ve ever been or ever will be.
Copyright Julie Rose 2003
beyond the veil,
beyond the daily wail of fleeting sounds.
Beyond the windless darkest night,
where the well is deeper than ordinary sight.
Though appearing to be calm,
A thunderous roar,
a death that is deathless,
a stillness abhorring a vacuum of waste,
filling the vast gap called space
with an oasis of light, color, sound,
I am, you are, we are the sum total of everything
we’ve ever been or ever will be.
Copyright Julie Rose 2003

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