• Willeke Brandsma

The newborn breath of the Whale.

The dream of the world,

is this who I am?

Is it what I see,

or the origin power of creation will I be.

Standing on a surface,

sensing the Earth from above.

The purest touch in the heart,

a newborn existence it is,

of balance and trust.

The jump of surrender,

merging inner and outer.

The tender embrace of the whale,

to endless knowing,

the journey on Earth.

Beyond the spinning of cycles,

remembrance is alive,

in a whole new perspective.

The pure song of the heart,

Earth’s cosmic dance.

Free from start,

an ever unfolding beingness.

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