by Shawn Allen

Etched by light onto the thin film of space
Each image contains the whole
Each piece is connected to every other
Each experience is shared by all
And when one changes direction
Another one responds, instantly, eerily
The mystery is this – when everything is removed
Something yet remains to connect
Vibration with no noise
Movement without a coming or going
Observation that does not judge
And a joy that defies reason
An energy with no point of origin
Which intersects and infuses
Binding every one thing
To every other thing in this world
And the many worlds
The light shines through it
And projects the depth and length and hours
Onto the perceived reality
Through which we move
Images of the whole, connected,
Observing, moving in resonance
Within the hologram

(c) Shawn D Allen.