You are not so separate from the source
that any connection must do.
All start as bricks and mortar
but some become burning buildings that bury you.
This incarnation is a circular room
with an infinite number of doors;
stop paying attention to the pretty patterns on the walls
and place your damn fingers on a handle.
Practice the gripping
then practice the letting go,
then place a foot through the frame
into all the versions of you
this world is yet to know.