Unfolding on it's Own

as it does, and as it is

right now -

the only real truth I know is 

life unfolding,

always on it's own. 

~

By no means does this discount my participation - for I am life itself displayed in thought and form, nowhere removed from particles nor stars, it's all inclusive to my own belonging as the whole. Yet I am not the one given choice in this expression, no more in charge of my direction than the seasonal grace of the first spring flower. There is the illusion of control, and that is the role I play within this understanding. I know myself as life - unfolding on it's own. 

Peace,

Eric