There goes the Sun King, setting.
For much of my life the Old Man refusing to die
The great I Am that I Am, that I’m not.
The Age of Ego passing over.
The maleness, physicality birthing insubstantiality,
Bedding down, drifting to dream,
Succumbing to Spirit:
The breath that’s in everything
Ghosting into understanding.
Where all meets nothing and both are the same;
The Pleroma game, hide-and-seek in full view.
So here are some words for where we are now-
The Differentiated here/there
In parallel with Oneness.
The Mystery’s breath is Everywhere