I am naked in my beauty,
Glory where I stand,
With Sun’s light on my outside and
Spirit’s light within.
The heavens are my playground,
I ride the starry lands.
Jubilant with laughter,
I gallop cosmic sands.
The wind outside me whispers,
It blows when I cry out.
The horses from fields are calling
I am within; they are without.
Yet I am the grass they are eating,
I am the feet that walk
I am the nose that nibbles
The rounded back, the lifted hock—
All of Source flows through me
I am it and it is mine
The rug beneath my feet is me
The sun is my light, too,
All of light is Spirit and
All of Spirit, mine.
I echo the song of the children—they know I am Divine.
And all of this breath is in me
And gently it flows out
In the moon and the mist and the loving
As within; so without.
As within; so without.
Lovely poem, Alix. Will check out "tappingthe wellwithin". Frank
