It’s All That…

It’s All That…

It Is All That

The thunderous power
behind the majesty of glaciers—
*That.*

The mountains breaking,
the landslides roaring,
the grief of lives under —
*That.*

The secret fire
of a billion galaxies
spinning through the dark—
*That.*

The hummingbird,
a jeweled prayer in motion,
its wings beating two hundred times a second—
*That.*

The midnight moon
slipping through the window,
spilling silver across the bathroom floor—
*That, too.*

The silence beneath the silence,
the breath within every breath,
the hand that shapes
both blossom and storm—

*That.*

The Bhagavatta—
the boundless One
manifesting as everything,
shining through everyone,

in ice and ash,
in wing and starlight,
in wonder,
in sorrow,

in all that is—

*That.*