Its the same love
Pooling, reverbrating
Breathing me and you
Into time and space
From eternity.
My heart longs for constancy.
And the eternal prayer
That is my heart's namaste to you
Longs to see my love
Mirrored in an unending reflection.
No illusory hall of mirrors, this
That I need to shatter
In order to find the naked truth.
But a love that grows deeper
And stronger and richer
Even during a drought
Or occasional stony hardness
Of egoic reasoning
A love that knows itself to be
Both the question and the answer.
Both the food and the fed.
A love I see
Reflected in
Your words
Your flesh
Your lips
Your eyes.
Your heart.
Your soul
Only this love.
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