Awaken from your sleep, and come alive , with the gift of awareness, my friend.
Our best moments, await us, as we perceive this existence, that has no end.
Have no fear, nor dread, neither expectation, rather, be open for life, an its' potential.
Remove the veil, that hides your perceptions, don't war, within, be self consensual.
Not, to the point of self conjecture, approval, instead , resolve inner issues, to what is true.
It, matters not , if your'e a victor , in every inward conflict, more so, your tone, in what you do.
We are eternally,free, boundless, unhindered, by anything or anyone, only, what we intend.
Peace, in our awareness, as we journey and explore life and existence, growing love without end.
We, can be likened to an old oak tree, that provides shade, from the sun, on a summers day.
The , young, tree with few leaves, was ample to convenience, the ants, tasking in soil and clay.
As. the old oak, grew, its' beneficiaries, grew also, as in dimension, depth and in, numbers.
Many years later, as the oak, had matured, and was benefactorious, to many, thru the years,
Its', time came to benefit the source of its, beginnings, the earth below its roots.
Old, oak, was uprooted, by wind and rain, and as it lay , on its side, he began to benefit, the soil'
As, the old , began another, growth, going deeper into its source, and adding life to it, along the way.
The life, it was giving, would be source, for many other oaks, trees, and a multitude of varieties within the plant kingdom.
Did, Mr. Oak, die, no, he was blending in with his source, and bringing life , from his experience as the old oak.
If, sleeping, is being , not awake, unresponsive, and unperceptive, of others, then let us take our rest,comfort and rehabilitation, in the unlimited universe of conscious awareness, that our resting, can be felt, by whomsoever, wishes to perceive, such a notion.