It was believed that human beings
needed the fear of god
in order to be good
It was so understood
But
the most beautiful secret
is the truth:
yes
we are connected
to something bigger than us
the universe
from which we cannot disperse
Hear fabricated stories of paradise
and inferno we may
still we are part of the universe
even in deceased decay
In universal space
all things change and flow
nothing disintegrates
nor disperse
you know
all matter stays in the wind
There
everything we always find
The wind treasures
our history’s DNA
There is no point
in going astray
for everything in the universe
is glued in cyclic
coalescing coitus bliss
How could we ever
each other miss?
