I went on a hike today, not with you, but with us.
We walked, barefoot, on the clouds and became the rain.
We laughed at the illusion of time and look into the window of the sun.
We kissed the flowers and drank the trees.
We ignored the manifestation of the material and ate the stones.
We draw the view and flew the birds. We drowned in the existence of the stars and made love to the love of the universe.