You wear the universe
As your clothes
Your hair the stars
As they fly across the sky

What miracle are you
That you speak and dance
And feel the beauty and the sorrow

You, yes you, pure consciousness
Walking this world
Clothed in this wondrous universe
Clothed in form
Yet still formless

You seem to be so real
Made of matter, skin and bone
Yet you are water, and space
All energy weaved together
And called a human being
You are being
Not ‘a’ being
But beingness itself

If only you could see
What miracle you are.

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