You, no comparison

Michael Jordan, dazzled us with Air, but nothing like you

Muhammad Ali, a champion & fighter, but nothing like you

Warren Sapp, drove the bus, fierce as a cat, but nothing like you

Pavarotti, with notes that sore, but nothing like you

Pink Floyd, unfolded the magic of the human experience and soul, but nothing like you

The collective, superconscious, the ultimate Akashic play box, but nothing like you

The fruit on the tree a miracle of life, but nothing like you

This is where you come in

Purpose

That which you speak of with such passion is wonderful

A gift of your own

Just for you.

I have my own.

We all do.

Treasured hearts, beating alike

Such different tunes

Such amazing notes

The melody turns into a chorus

An orchestration

All, we, playing together, our “own” notes yet perfectly together

As it is

And will always be

The treasure and treasurer is you

Rebirth is just half of it

Opportunity

Rising tide

You know. You may not know. And you will

The grace of a thousand lifetimes

The essential being takes form

A religiosity, a method, a cleansing of the ages.

An experiment, and explosion of light

A worldwide phenomena in your personal discovery

An elegant design

Entrapment

Engagement

Entombment

A real wide ride

See you in the other side

Flowers of every kind…

You are enough!