The time has come
The Angels know
To take breathe and let go

Let go all that holds you in place
You did not come to paddle like a duck
With feathers unruffled
You came to walk through and grow

Grow in time and grow in space
To fill that which you are
With the joy and wonders of the physical
The tastes and smells
Touch and sight
And while you are doing that to re-know that you are
Divine in physical form

Many of One