with thanks to Rumi

As I dissolve, I start to grow

Feel limitless, floating, unfettered.

Letting go is the norm nowadays,

What is concrete to hold onto anyway?

Only love keeps me grounded.

Continuity nebulous, who was she

A day ago anyway? I hardly recall.

This ever-fruitful bounteous moment

Fills my senses with joy, so that I want

to sing and dance.

As much as my aging body will allow.

I push its limits and find they move with me

Just a little each time. Age has also

become meaningless, belief is the only reality.

Age is experience over time, moments

Given valence by our interpretations.

I no longer matter, am fleeting in my existence,

Present merely to be present, nothing more

Is asked of us, yet we fail to understand

A simple liberation we crave.

As I release yet more of my self

To the universe of infinite possibilities

And the joy of that union of self to one

Fills me with peacefulness, my driven nature

drops away, tumbles into dust.

Resting here in the eternal present moment.

We become universal in scale and consciousness

Yet still so utterly liberated by

awareness that we truly are

insignificant and empty.