Deep in the canyon

A tree is imagining your return,

A river is remembering your name,

And a pebble is dreaming of you waking up in sunlight.

All of creation is wondering if you can find the gift you left for yourself

Before you were you, before you were anything that you would even recognize.

Deep in the canyon

You are preparing to encounter yourself

And laughing at the thought that you were ever separate from all that is

Your heart opens and sees the circle of time

And it lovingly asks itself how many moons have passed

Since you last witnessed yourself in this universe?

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