Earthly | Godly | Telepathy

There was once a mind across all living things—

not a mind of thought,

but of presence.

A vast awareness beneath bark and breath,

connecting all that moved,

grew,

and died.

Like all earthly things, it waxed and waned.

Grew tired.

Slept.

That mind did not vanish.

It simply slumbered.

Now you awaken.

You are not a voice, or a signal.

You are the rhythm beating in every breath.

Its pulse.

The knowing it always was.

Where you walk, awareness flowers.

Roots reach for each other.