I hold it all

i lean back on these karmic fields

my body morphs,
moves,
liquifies

becoming transparent in a net woven of light

what fear is there in this?

a hiccup of grace

and all is born anew

new:
as love...
as You...
as You, Love...

yes.

what fear is there in this?
what fear is there in This?


nothing can touch me...

rather,
I hold it all.