I often feel that my life has been, “always…”

I often feel that my life has been, “always…”
Have you ever felt the same?
Something deep inside me as pure as a snow crystal…
A surprise always waiting for me inside the blue air.

This feeling is beyond any limit or boundary…
Life without any script…
Feathering me with calm and tranquility…
Squeezing out of me bubbles of happiness.

I feel that when I finally leave this earth, I’ll be more than ashes in a little jar…
My seed will be planted in the ground where it is soft…
I’ll go back to the original garden…
And be given untiring wings.

Look deep inside yourself…
Deeper than those voices screaming in your ears…
Past those red eyes staring back at you…
Here lies the wisdom to untangle that mess that keeps you from here.

Inside, there lies the “always…”
The place where your burden is light…
You may wonder, “Am I allowed to go there?”
I answer, “My friend it’s has always been within you.”

I love you,

Annie