Metamorphosis

I look at the stream and the flowers releasing clouds of spores to be carried on the wind and fertilize a new generation of their kind and the dragon flies as the search out and couple with mates, producing a new generation of their kind. And all throughout, the stream flows, carrying along those creatures that call it home as they go about their lives. I see these things and the details between these things. My consciousness expands to see the patterns at work here as they flow through all things.

We inhabitants of this place go about our lives, coupling and creating new life. We see the transformations and new variations in that life. We see the work of our hands and evolution at work on it as our skills increase and our ability expands. But an even deeper evolution is at work.

In present time and now, with new eye, backwards in time and most definitely forwards in time, a transformation is in progress. As you would guess, divine love is the motivator for this. And the setting is the world in which we find ourselves. Aggregated reality knows no limit to interconnectedness, and divine love knows no limit to the the level of transformation it wishes to accomplish. Every facet approaches a fuller state as it expands. Backwards and forwards and evermore now and in the now, the Spirit fills, causing all things to awaken.

From the ground in which the seed died, the suffering of all things, and from the thawing the snows of this time, new life, and in states never before seen, comes forth. Through divine love, a metamorphosis takes place.