Fourier Transform

We are all that has existed,
does exist, or will exist.
If but a grain of sand,
a beachfront,
the entire seashore and the desert.
If but a droplet,
an ocean,
the life-giving element known as water.
We are one and of the same,
vibrating on a frequency of diversity,
trying to stay in tune.
The giant who sleeps
dreams your world,
yet will only awaken when you can see
that the figments of imagination
are the giant, the world, you, and me.
The farmer who speaks to his crops
with an honest heart, void of lies,
gives as much to their development
as the rains from the skies.
The child who believes with a child's heart
resides in the world but is not of
and needs a society to raise them
to never forget that love.
There is something more beyond us all,
beyond the isolation and feeling remote,
you will find once you come inside from the cold
and in the finale, take off the coat.
We raise the curtain
when the act is done
to see all the players.
We all are one.

"Reality is an illusion, though a persistant one." --Albert Einstein