Freedom by Jen Curry

Grasping upon, no… Thing.
Nothing is caught.
Like rain drops
evaporating instantly.
Burning up.
In the shining
misty night air.
Leaving its presence.
In the vast open sky
above expansive lakes.
Inviting all to travel exploring
the limitlessness of being.
Becoming the experience,
of expansion’s horizons,
without limits.
Energy releases, relocates
into the ever present
stillness and synchronicity.
Doors become transparent
as we enter multiple
meridians and vortexes.
What is this unity, holding,
unfolding in the timelessness
of galaxies and Universes?