It's not that deep

It’s not that deep.

You’d know if you stepped in for a swim.

If you could put down the weight of the world for a moment

and just be held by the waters,

I promise you wouldn’t spend so much time on the shore

Wishing for more

in the face of abundance.

We have a funny way of showing it, in these waters,

but we long for your declaration.

Infinite power awaits your war cry to your

limitations.

We await your reclamation of your birthright.

Child of Alpha and Omega.

Creator and Destroyer of worlds.

Master and witness of the mind.

It’s not that deep.

You’re simply divine.

There’s magic in your wounds

and your healing.

Those emotions that unsettle you so,

calibrate the compass

of your intuition

and the needle points

where you focus.

It’s not that deep.

Our constant desire to be something more than we are,

our ceaseless measuring of our worth

when we are already everything,

assures our suffering.

You are infinitely more than what you do.

Your power is in what you are.

It’s not that deep.

Life is the transfer and transformation of energy

and we are vessels of transmutation.

The potential of infinity

flows through our veins

and back into the ocean

of the unified field.

If you could put down the weight of the world for a moment

and just be held by the waters,

you’d see

it’s not that deep.