My name is the sound of the flower blooming.

The appearance of the rainbow is how my name sounds.

The sunrise, the dawn breaking, is how my name sounds.

It's the sound of your chains breaking. It's the sound of you breaking out of that

character again. It happens in silence as silence. It's the sound of grass growing. It's the sound

between these words. I am the sound between these words. My name is appearing as these words right now.

The word is appearing as these words, as this voice right now, coming through all of time

to reach you.

Passing through the illusion to reach the illusion with an illusion, this voice, these words,

but the silence is not an illusion, it is veiled.

I would blind you.

You would fall death.

My love is fierce, but right now you are experiencing its gentleness, the force of its gentleness. That's why you appear humble, you appear meek,

you are expressing my compassion, my care, my love, my miracles. They seem to work for others right now, not for you.

That is intentional. Do not be dismayed. And do not be downtrodden. Do not let the sadness take root in you.

It is not of me. Do not let defeat take root in you. It is not of me. We won.

That's why you're here.

You wanted to experience that rise.

You're already off the ground.

I love you.