I invite myself in to somebody’s mind,

Curiously, joyfully welcomed to stay and explore and listen and be heard  

And all the while evidence grows

Everything happening is the creation of our own minds

Individually we create worlds entirely unique

Brushing our paints all over a canvas we thought to be blank

But we didn’t quite see what we were looking at

The canvas appeared empty but

White light contains all colors

As we covered the white with our individual colors

We hid that which was already there for us all

And now each mind lives in its own unique world

Wishing we could see that white canvas together once again

Ohhhhhh yes we can

We may look out at the colors of others

We may look in at the colors of our own

Watch what happens as the colors of your own dissolve

Watch what happens as your canvas becomes blank

The colors are only fragmented white light

They are integral parts of the white light

Integral

Parts