unconditional

on the forest floor
there are
sea shells
broken and quiet
the ocean was there
left her mark

on the ocean bed floor
there are many leaves
soft, green, comforting
the forest was there
left her mark

we make this dream
out of moments
handed to us
as offerings
we can hardly
recognize

and so
pull from me
all that you desire
i have access to all that is
was and shall be

and so
give to me
all that you suppose i desire
you have access to all that
is, was, and shall be

and so
water quenches your thirst
without asking who you are
or what you have done

and so
earth shelters you
without asking who you are
or where you have been

and so
the fires of the sun star in the distance
warm you
light your way
the fires you build
into your grids maintaining your survival
still warm you
but do not ask, have never asked, will never ask
what you are doing here, why you have come
needing what you need

when in truth
you are
some part of
all that is
was and
shall be