We all laugh sometimes, or not enough..
And then a ticklish ache builds inside us so powerfully,
We cannot help but burst into painful peals of laughter.. an explosion of rolling, endless laughter;
We all cry sometimes, or not enough..
And then a moment grips us so powerfully,
That undulating waves of sadness ripple through us in a cleansing torrent.. pouring out.. unravelling..endless ocean;
We all love sometimes, or not enough..
And then a moment of union creates a space so vast, there is only love.. blown open.. infinite, warm loving light;
We all try to hold on, or try to let go..
And then a crack suddenly appears, and we free-fall into the infinite totality of who we are:
Breathless.. gasping..
Then we're back.. within our ever-changing body, stories, time and space:
We open the the fridge, pull out a couple of eggs, and prepare breakfast.
:)

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