Did I dream this day would ever come?
The synchronicity of life in all it’s splendour.
Like a great pinball machine one ping after another
Of relevant, tangible occurrences that drive me to wakefulness
And a feeling of pure joy and excited charge,
Within my very core; an indelible smile across my face.
Is my consciousness finally catching up with
An age-old dance that I participate in from moment to moment?
Usually on automatic. Not usually aware of so much,
And overwhelming it is that I do not know whether to
Rejoice or grieve with the intensity of it all.
Full circle I have come, and not too soon;
With every breath a huge leap forward back onto familiar ground,
Long forgotten, but burgeoning wakeful; all my hard work made manifest.