The Gateway

I pass through the arch of stone.
I walk through a field of golden corn.
I Am warmed by the fire of the sun.
I Am cooled by the water of the ocean.
I Am steady on the firm earth.
I breathe a sweet breeze.
I feel the weight of the earth beneath me.

I ask, how did I come to be at peace?
I ask, how did I let go of fear?
I ask, how did I learn to manifest my dreams?

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