Did you ever stop to ask, not who you are,but

readThe Cosmic Dance

In the great Cosmic Dance, there is no room for

readLove Provides

Ideas do not belong to us;they arrive unbidden,like a distant

readThe Nature of Ideas

Born in a scream, torn from the timeless cradle of

readThe Awkwardness of You

Here you are, separate and distinct,with edges you can touch,

readThe Short Ride

You are the thread drawn gently from the loom of

readYou Are Threaded From the Infinite

There is a stillness that moves through you,not the stillness

readThe Stillness That Moves Through You

Loneliness, a thread pulled taut,drawn from the fabric of eternity,where

readThreaded Out

You are not the pattern,not the numerator carving fractions from

readBlooming

We came from silence, woven in the unbroken fabric of

readThreaded from the One