Says the Self to the Self:
I have stood before the mirror of time
searching into the well of my eyes
for the question without answer
that only asks of itself,
the quest for freedom;
but when I met You
I realised I can only love my Beloved
as the Cosmos dances its veiled figures
into being forevermore: intimations
of immortality in every physical form.
Ripples of eternity come clashing
into the wave of becoming
and sometimes, inexplicably,
the fire of Love gets sparked.
Sometimes, when it is sweet or painful
to be alive, the hands of the Universe
weave blue, purple, gold, red threads
into a magic grid before my eyes.
Then, I dive deep into the Heart
and in the music of Silence the Lover
and the Beloved become One.