Before you were born you were star dust

Perfect, floating with the other motes of the universe

Tangled together, you didn’t know where you ended, and reality began

Until all at once, you came into the world

Screaming, kicking, instantly forgetting

The joy of being a part of everything

Now you must remember who you are

A piece of the universe

A small dose of reality

A part of the Source

Perfect as you are

     As you were

          As you will be

Thought the world tries to convince you otherwise

You are still the clay

Dancing across the universe

Holding hands with everything, everything

Knowing nothing but the joy of a perfect existence

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