Just a Poet.

Before the dawn, there is rain.

Nothing to look upon, no pain.

As a vessel of light I look in

To the divine love of my kin.

Souls before me and beyond

All that entails will be spawned

By this seeing, here in the pitter-patter of sense vibration.

All manifestation recognize this declaration:

I am here. I am free. I am infinite.

Get used to it!