Life is Grand (Automatic writing)

We are shooting stars falling through the cosmos;
let us look at universes great and small;
the way that rain shines gold upon the window pane
or the stars seem to surround a person’s head;
feel a spider as it crawls across our fingers
and the ever spinning earth beneath our feet.
Life is not as small as we make it;
life is leaping from a waterfall
or off a snowflake’s edge
and, when you hear the music soaring,
other voices disappear.