I Am...

If only it were so simple…
Hues of color without
segregation
Streaming lines
without need of connection
Directionless
with destination
I am.
If only you could see…
beyond fabricated teachings
Complication is beautiful
when left to shine in its
own light
or darkness
Question, rather
than cackle in assumption
I am.
Without choice…
it’s just so
and amazing when
left to bloom without
boundaries
To roam among walls
that are not confined
to sameness
and still able to recognize
unspoken oneness
I am.
And the soul is more defining
than what you see…
more transparent than preference
Energy forced to be controlled
is stiffening
Selecting what to recognize
enables ignorance
Perpetual separation
against the grain
We are.