Beneath the sky’s endless canvas,
I stand, breath steady, heart open wide—
a single drop in the vast ocean,
yet whole beyond measure.
Stars whisper secrets
in languages older than time,
and I listen,
feeling the pulse of galaxies
beat within my veins.
There is no separation,
no boundary between me and the cosmos—
only the dance of light and shadow,
the weaving of spirit and matter,
and the quiet knowing:
I am awake.
I am alive.
I am infinite.