Poems from Earth * day ONE

I hear you...

I hear you.

I feel you,

I even see you.

I dance with you in every bird that is singing

and the waves that are ringing,

and the sand that is waiting.

In every sound I hear myself,

in every sound I hear you.

The movement of my wave is the movement

of non-permanence,

non-identification

and non-separation.

I hear you because I am you,

I hear the bird that is me,

I hear the sea.

When you see, it is me.

When you hear the sounds it is me.

As in the womb where you were raised,

all the sounds that made you dance,

they are me.

And I am you.

Let me touch you, for when

you allow me to touch you, 

you touch yourself.

You dance me,

and I can feel you dance through me.

When you cry, it is me.

When I touch you,

as a deep touch of the breeze that passes through you,

that melts with you,

when I touch you,

when I touch you...

a question comes:

"Is there any difference between the one that touches,

and the one that lets himself to be touched?"

So everytime you dance,

everytime you sing,

every time you shout,

every time you are,

I am in you.

And we all together,

evolve,

in the possibilities of expression,

of freedom,
of power,
and creation.
When you laugh I hear you
and you can hear me
because the laughter
is in all of we.
Let it out, 
let it out,
let it out,
sweet being,
for all that you express
I am in you.
In every breath that you hear,
you hear me.