There is no beginning,
And there are no endings,
For everything is energy,
Neither destroyed nor created,
Appearing as matter and light,
Giving means to touch the world.
Emotions are energy,
Chemical electrical impulses,
Waves created by the soul,
In colors seen by the heart,
Affecting the energy around us,
Encouraging waves to come in.
Worry begets worry,
About things that may happen,
Charging the air with anxiety,
Potentially drawing issues closer,
Perhaps the heart of Murphy's Law,
A cycle which may be broken.
Love creates confidence,
Sending thoughts into motion,
Seeing the end from the beginning,
Knowing both are mere illusion,
For reality is a constant,
Within eternity's embrace.
Can you reach through the dimensions,
With out using your hand?
For your hand can only touch,
A flake of what is real,
While the expanse of possibility,
Is visible only to the heart.
