Writing fresh from an embrace,
I feel, had this happened a few years ago,
I would have still reached the realization-
There is nothing but love.
The rest is all that stuff, the stuff that keeps us
from seeing it, from feeling it
and from being it.
6 years ago, when I began writing this blog
it was to grieve the lack of love,
the love that was torn away from me,
that which was incubating me taken away
and I was left lose into the world...
on my own, to face myself
and the truth that everything around me
was pretty much a decomposing white lie.
I love you, I trust you, I value you,
I am your parent.
All fundamental truths,
those on which I had based my self,
shook, broke and left me.
There weren't any pieces to pick
but a whole new beginning.
I stood there alone, knowing all the people I loved
knew these truths as true all along,
and the lies and lies all along.
I couldn't handle it.
I had given up.. I saw no way out of it.
6 years and an embrace later,
a fearless sort of love, a return to yourself,
or someone you have seen always in the mirror
but never met.
In the meeting of the eyes, a curiosity so simple,
that no will or moment could pose its awkward threat.
Love truly is
Where there is nothing else.
Just a calm place, a sort of zero,
from where we could hold a conversation today.
I had the strongest feeling of entering into your heart
a hot yellow flash of light and disappearing.
The surest physical sensation that we are one.
we are all one, sujay. we are all love.