More Math

A lunar eclipse the other night.

Everything is the same thing.

We are mostly water.

All the properties of water are us.
And we are infinite.

Everything is the same thing.

On the days of this fulling moon

I felt the pull.

Inside the earth the heavy rocks lie,

around us the moon spins

the magnetic push and pull

keeps us steady.

Our planet revolves

around a star

in a universe

of stars.

At sunup we run down the path

and see a million rainbows

glowing in the grass.

We break into the same colours
when the light hits us

just so.

Everything in my life is lined up this way,

supporting my evolution and the

lovely display of all that is me.

Everything is the same thing.

My heaviest rocks are at the centre.

Smooth, green as olivine, with pretty

pink flecks of feldspar, and biotite brilliant

in the light of day.

All I know is what there is,

that I am part of it,

that nothing is not me,

and I am everything.