Looking in the mirror, I find you there

still, but very much present

like the presence of my being

 

you’re there

when I’m walking in the depths of my heart

still, like a barren tree

you stand behind every newly opened door

 

who knew

that all the pathways

somehow, led back to you

like the unfolding labyrinth

of God, compressed upon itself

 

fractals upon fractals

dancing in sweet ecstasy

 

I hold you like the trees hold one other

rising and falling,

two canopies – twisting

transforming

like the riverbed.

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"Let all you do, be done in love."

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