Who are you, who am I, Sometimes it's almost as if we blur, Into one another, Not two but one.

Like blue skies over the ocean, Where does one end and the other begin.

In a world filled with insanity, what is one to do. . .

Accept what is and be what you hope.

Be to be in a way that spreads the sweet fragrance of love.

There is a revolution happening and it starts within you.