Sit in the sandbox with God.
Squish your hands and feet into the possibilities
Of poetic words and beautiful worlds
Created from grainy bits of what others take for granted.
Revel in showing each other your handiwork,
Even if it collapses the next moment,
Even if you tear it all apart
To build the next eternity of wonder.
Get lost in those spaces of time and awareness
With the One who created all,
The One who never tires of creating,
The One who never tires of your company
Or your smile
Or seeing you throwing yourself into the awe
Of Mystery and Love.
Look for the love letters
Hidden throughout the experiences
Of gritty potential crunching underneath you
And smooth, cool existence pouring through your fingers
And breezy memories dancing all of time back through every moment of now
As you throw yourself with wild abandon
And wide-eyed surrender
Into the Arms of the Great I Am
And find yourself in love with Being