I Became Aliveness

The strange cyclone erased my questions and intensified trust. I dissolved and live surrendered. Creations new form emptied me from previous ones. Thoughts ask for permission, memories need to book an appointment. For people’s flavorlessness my being held a sign of “No entry.” No one was in me but me because for myself I held a sign of “No exit.” I was living far way from myself. My hands held in pray seems as if hands of a statue. I became aliveness.