In our awareness is seen the words chosen manifested_

As real as bricks or atoms to become what surrounds us_

Stillness first is the sunrise to our chosen day_

Meditation tranquility spirit soul infused ego_

So we see our words are the compass that paints our reality_

With brush wave of stillness inclusion contentedness we are the now_

And our inner guide whisper now the music background divine_

Simple truth ego with spirit soul can hear one intuitive worlds language_

Effort to seek the way by every words chosen creation_

Try we will every breath be unified self then unified world_