Our language is lacking,
the feeling I mean to express,
cannot be matched with words.
The absolute essence of
this physical existence
is to experience this;
to be a body,
to feel another body,
to form a body,
to watch these bodies grow
and wither with time.
All the processes of life
are so intensely delicate and bittersweet.
The duality of our physical realm is so extreme
it coats my soul with richness.
So much of life makes me want to melt away,
not because of worry or sorrow
but because of a feeling so beautiful
I know not what else to do
but to melt all the way down to just bones;
and let them turn to ash,
and let my body vanish,
and return to the sands.
This feeling of complete amour
for life itself makes me wake in my sleep,
makes me shiver for it shakes me to my core,
because it is so glorious
we cannot ever expect that our language could
understand or express;
the complete ecstasy that is life
It is the absolute relativity between
the beginning and end.
you are soul to soul.
There is nothing more
misunderstood and yet so completely understood
for it is our first and last breath.
It is the reason.
It is our purpose.
And whatever questions
this life presents us with
we are surely returned towards love.
Love as a question and love as an answer.
It is our most beautiful burden.
Even the waves make love to the shore.
The earth begs for the sun and the moon.
And to feel this,
whether to give or to receive
we are perfectly aware this,
love is the greatest of all gifts.
And it matters not in what form it comes
for all the creatures are shapeless in the blind-eyes of love.
All the creatures are welcomed and harassed just the same.
It is the absolute essence of existence
and thank goodness
for something so spectacularly strange.
The perpetual purpose of love in our lives.