We Are But a Myth

 

Our journey started many, many lives ago.
We lost ourselves during this lifetime.

We awakened from the illusion of separateness.

We remembered who we are.

We crossed the black mirror.

We found ourselves in ourselves, to find ourselves in each other.

We forgot who we thought we were to be who we really are.

Nothing about us is real.

We are a myth.

Together we are nothing, but mythical creatures.

Created to be who we are, without doing, but merely being.

We flow like water from the spring connecting through the roots of its sacred oaks with the rest of the world, observing and feeling, being one with everything and everyone, present, conscious, with intention, letting our spirits express themselves freely, serving, loving, being everything, without doing anything.

Nothing makes sense, because it does not have to.

It never has and never will.

Because we now know that we are our own myths.

We always have been.

We are.

We shall always be.

We are here to love, serve and remember.
We are you and you are we.
We are love.

We are one.

We are here for you.

We believe and therefore we speak.

We believe so, and so it is.

by MY HaySar at themyths.org, 2020