Of late, I've thought a lot about the evidence pointing to knowing I have an unknown co-creator. One that is common to everything. Love is an illuminating word to describe it. Your poem is proof of such a loving collaboration. That's not to say my silent partner guarantees everything is lovely, but rather that it can be if we carefully consider the consequences of our choices. I like the meditation technique as it trains the mind and body to make the most of what our co-creator offers.