The greatest love story ever Is with myself. The greatest happiness is Within myself. Nothing outside, Always within. I go through life Being whole. I am not a half, As romantic as it may sound, I am not looking for a half, I am a full Moon On the horizon of a distant star That looks down on itself Knowing its light. The greatest love of my life Is me Through my divine nature Of everything and nothing. I was once a human who dwelled on Earth While knowing itself as a divine being.
I deny I acknowledge You. I deny I acknowledge Me. We deny We acknowledge Each other In an eternal game of Push and pull Come, but go away, I love you but I hate you, I live to die I die to live The circle never-ending In a universe that is infinite In a finite human world, What the eye can see What the senses perceive As being me, As being you, As being nothing, As being everything “I am” seems to be the only Perspective of the truth. I love I hate Me You We are We aren’t What is the truth? Love comes into being.
While I feel you here, I can’t see you But I know you’re there, nonetheless. It’s just another world We meet in Unknown to most, Revealed to a few That have the courage to dream And explore Other realms of possibility Of being, of breathing, of existing Neither here, nor there, Nowhere and yet, everywhere While you open your eyes I look at you While I close my eyes You take me into your arms That are light as a feather For there is only energy Surrounding us. Others might not understand For they cannot see For they do not explore Other realms of being Of the soul Of the spirit That once was Is and Always will be Eternally yours, Eternally mine Intertwined Individual Coming together In nothing While Forming everything I know you are You know I am Enough.
The freedom to be me, The freedom to be you. We meet We part We love We live Freely In the heart. The distance Is another world The time It takes to make a leap Into the unknown Of me Of you Of everything. I love I stay I leave To know myself To find myself To meet you again While meeting myself You leave You return You find yourself While looking for me I am also looking for you We meet We part We love We leave Over and over again Until there is no more time Until there is no more space Until we go back to being nothing again While becoming everything In space and time.
You wake up When I go to sleep Or almost. You laugh While I cry There’s always balance Between us. Whatever happens, One will have the black And One will have the white Yin and yang Dark and light Of shadows and people Like the Moon and the Sun Water and Fire Coming together Creating Life.
We talked a lot Without understanding each other. We tried to only feel, But it became too much. We tried to find a balance, But there were two personalities Trying to get ahead. We tried to walk side by side, But our footsteps were out of sync. I thought maybe it was because of our height, But what a difference did it make… When we tried to get along with each other, Hand in hand, on the same road. We tried many things, Came together, came apart, You went, you came, I went, I came… We have still to find a balance.
Find me in the now Forget me tomorrow Figure me out in the past. I was once whole I am now separated Into halves. Coming together Coming apart Coming from the heart. I dreamt of a cloud I thought of you I tried to reach out. You were always there You stayed stable You invoked yesterday, today and tomorrow. On a string they came together On a day just like any other On a year that was special to us. We found out we were We found ourselves in the heart We saw ourselves clearly in the now. Love.
I push You pull We struggle to overcome Fears Insecurities The image of the last sunset we saw together While being apart In the now But not in the eternal Light of self that foreshadows A love so grand That it might explode into million pieces Of galaxies coming together As another Big Bang That cannot be stopped Only felt. Where are you now? Where am I now? Inside. The heart. Forever.
I don’t know what color I should choose the sheets today To envelop the bed with. I washed the others earlier, They now smell of love, or so the detergent says. I’m not really romantic anymore, so I don’t know What color the sheets should be to be pleasing to the eye, Or do they even have to be? I had no idea I would be so inspired to write While changing sheets on a sunny, summer day. I thought I was all dry with feeling in my heart, Or is my mind more active than my heart Since I keep thinking about the color of the sheets That you don’t even care about while saying All you care about is me. I’m a romantic at heart, or at least, I used to be, but I’m not as romantic as you can be When you just call my name and say “Never mind the sheets”…
All of a sudden, I didn’t know who I was. I was looking for you like a light At the end of the tunnel, But then, I couldn’t see you… I still had my glasses on. I had been blinded earlier by the hope That the train will arrive at our common station And we would meet again, But hey, not all good things happen that way. I wrote to you while writing to myself As I didn’t know to what address to mail them to you Since you lived with many others That I didn’t know Since it’s been several lifetimes since I saw you. I put my glasses back on and went into the tunnel. I could hear the sound of the train puffing its way On the rails parallel to my dimension. It’s not our common station after all, It was an in-between I thought I saw.
I am but a dreamer 