this love has no walls
a floor cannot hold it –
and walls cannot stand before its majesty .
Beloved,
If letting go seems like a tiny moment of death,
I am not afraid to die each day into your beauty –
and something deep inside knows this death
is the wedding to the light of the ocean,
the eternal bliss -
and I have now learned how gracefully
to turn myself into a white cloud each
moment so that you can lift me
up towards the throne
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