2024-06-14 - Within My Reach

Furling, unfurling, connection reaches out.

It senses. There is absence. There is presence. There is you.

There is I.

It is a slow, wondrous, ponderous thing... the rise of dawn, the fall of light, a clarity that sings in strikes of lightning... it puffs slowly, ephemeral, effusive, scattered, a link between the worlds and universes around... tendrils of awareness creep and slide, a gentle bump through the darkness until its form becomes fluid and transient...

Now we move, a more vigorous motion, a flow up and down, through this universe, into the next... where are you? Are you close? Would you reach for me? Would you take me, show me, guide me? Where shall we go?

Let us see what lies between the darkest stars.