This Is My Legacy. No pressure.

  Wild We are made of dreams and matter. We form to the music of our mother’s heartbeat, Surrounded by whispers of the secrets of the Universe, A physical body slowly stitched to our soul. We arrive, made of flesh and water, Met by Life with lungsful of air, Cut from our Source and still connected. We look into the eyes around us- Why wouldn’t we? It’s what we’ve come for. We look into their souls and hearts. They recognize us and they weep. We have launched from Everything to Here. We are vast, Full of passion. Curious. We move and we strive to share what we know, All that we brought with us. We see magic. We stop to feel, to honor our Holy, To experience awe, To catch raindrops, To feel the texture of both sides of a leaf, To listen to moving water, To appreciate the dancing wind on our cheeks, In our hair, To gaze on the shape of a cloud without ever making it understandable Here. Our savoring of All That Is is a bu...