There is a higher consciousness.

I'm at home in this place.

The rhythm of the rain can take me there,

Or the laughter of children.

I close my eyes

And hang on tight

And ride the frequency 

To a better place inside of me

Than where I am right now,

To where the Greater Self resides,

And then I hide away 

In the secret place with me,

Myself, and I.

Now I see.

I AM the greater self.

I AM the better place.

I see the sacred face

Of me, myself and I,

And I see your face in mine,

You, in me.

We are the same.

-jenn