
All is Grace.

All is Grace.

What is.
Excludes nothing.
Includes everything.
–
And that’s Love.

There is nothing.
That does not belong.

The entirety.
Of this very moment.
Happens by itself.
And is therefore.
Nothing other than.
Utter perfection.

Leaf unfurls.
Feelings stir.

Not a single drop of dew.
Out of place.

All ideas.
Of becoming.
Evaporate.
And it’s just about the sound of the rain.

Life is omnipotence.
Life does not make mistakes.

Time spent.
At the beach.
On long Summer days.
Never touched.
By a single wave.
Only ever touched.
By the ocean.

Nothing better, nothing worse.
Nothing right, nothing wrong.
Everything an expression of the same source.
The source and its expression, not two.
Like the ocean and the wave.