Perhaps the infinite, is as the fertile ground of
every garden - and we have
flowered in existence.
~
Our roots are deep - into and as the very fabric of existence. We are the universe and further still we are the capacity that allows the universe to be. And yet right here, now and however briefly, we appear in form to know ourselves as this endless wonder. It's a gift we have given to ourselves.
Peace,
Eric
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