the star turning in on itself...

when it is quiet, i can hear the universe in its swirl.  i hear the moon call to the ocean, and the symphony of the stars collisions with themselves.  and so we collide, too, with ourselves.  we run into ourselves, turn in on ourselves, implode and explode.  we create thunderous sounds, beautiful chaos, and infinite ways to see ourselves as the Love that we are.  the Stars that we are.  the Gods that we are.  it all plays out before us in amazing perfection, for we've created it and its amazing perfection.   we call in our own life and then want to run from the very thing that we've created  the very thing that holds the knowledge that we believe we need to seek.  the star turning in on itself...