Dissolving in the Infinite

I have opened all the windows in my house

Any words that are spoken about me go in and out

For I have eagles flying around inside

Anything my ears might detect, firsthand or second,

I might give a moment's attention

and then just let it be the tiny evaporating whiff of smoke it is,

dissolving in the Infinite.

~Hafiz

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standing in the middle of a gravel road

I look at infinity

a cerulean sky that goes on forever

mountains that reach out to the heavens

birds on the wing

honking madly as they

fly and swoop

and then slowly disappear into the blue expanse

and there I am

just me

and I am free, for the moment

from all the voices that would define me

outer voices of criticism and praise

inner voices of criticism and praise

and in that moment

I let the Sacred wind blow

through the open windows of my soul

bringing with it the vastness of creation

the soaring greatness of eagles on the wing

the clean crispness of spring air

and my fears and

all those limitations and definitions imposed by

others, and by myself

dissolve

and in that moment I know only one thing

I am a sacred child