The night is clear. There is a soft breeze carrying the scent of jasmine… ever so sweet…

The night is vast. There are many things… yet they are not real…

The night is beautiful. The presence is ethereal… it is within…

Light against the darkest of dark… Your gaze wanders afar, between the emerald oceans wave. Before the thought shatters this peace, there is silence. Your gaze awakens something in the moment… something in the silence. The blinking of the eye, the lashes fall slowly and then the eye shifts its intention… recognition. Knowing. I am here.

Watch as you may and be still with these thoughts.

I am here.


I seem to understand.

I am aware.