INFINITE BEING IN FINITE FORM

You are infinite being
Unlimited and eternal
Playing the game
Of being finite
Limited and temporary

You wear the universe
As your clothes
Your hair the stars
As they fly across the sky

What miracle are you
That you speak and dance
And feel the beauty and the sorrow

You, yes you, pure consciousness
Walking this world
Clothed in the wondrous universe
Clothed in form
Yet still formless

You seem to be so real
Made of matter, skin and bone
Yet you are water, and space
All energy weaved together 
And called a human being
You are BEING
Not ‘a’ being
But beingness itself

If only you could see
What a miracle you are.

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