A Transfer of Energy

So it shifts, as infinitely as the flowing spring

Rarely calm, usually as wild as the raging sea

Never to be contained, refusing to be anything but free

Separate from the whole, transferred back to where the cycle begins

An unstoppable force in its entirety, now I see

Starting to awaken, I realize that nothing really ever ends

Is it possible to be aware; while in the process OF?

I know that either way, the Universal Mind may not barred

For we are all a TRUE MIRROR IMAGE of the one above