The whisper

I wrote this to remember —

the whisper, a gentle reminder to the profound sense of love and being that is inherent in us.

I still remember...
The whisper of the universe.

It was unconditional and so open.
It was quite a sunny day that shone in my heart, reminding me:

"I am a part of this universe."

That whisper...
It was like a gentle breath, so secure,
a bridge that carried me home —
Back to where I came from.

I awakened...
from the deepest place within my heart,
sensing a clarity of life,
right here,
in the breath I am taking now.

It was like the light of a new beginning —
No matter how many times I have fallen short.
When the light has already lit,
it remains light.
It remains life.

I see the world with magic in my eyes —
a sense of wonder, like a child seeing everything for the first time.

The whisper is holding me,
gently opening my heart,
to embrace the rhythm of change — the ups and the downs of life.

I am no longer running away.
I am no longer searching to become anything.
Because I already am —
a living part of this infinite universe,
moving in its flow.

I am gliding in every beat of the universe.
From the whisper, I have felt love —
a love that reminds me,
how wondrous it is to be a living part of this universe.