There is no Separation
You have never been separated.
Between the idea of your
birth and last breath
You have been wrapped in the air
of the Divine even as it
courses through your veins.
Your maker is not your master.
You were never a servant,
divided by any command.
A speck of Him was not divvied up
so that you could just have
a little bit
of love.
Every breath, every blink,
curse, laugh and cry is
you, God.