we’ll see what it’s like.

 

Upon hearing these words from you, a knowing settled in my bones and configured my heart to have faith that you’ve felt it too— a love in wordless silence. A prayer in sacred presence.

Perhaps the last time you saw me and shattered under the weight of this divine love, it melted your skin away. And you know death, my dear. The death of time and space as you cross the gateways of divine love. We leave it all here.

We’ll see what it’s like— when my eyes take the shape of yours. When we melt into one another into an eternal embrace— wordless, silent, cosmic. In some far off place, an explosion, a divine spark entrancing an entire collective into its beginning.

We’ll see what it’s like— to become one. I don’t know what else comes after. At this point, there is no need to leave now.

I’ll never feel at home here. But your eyes, a mirror. Your hands, a portal. I see duality in place. I can choose Him and all else— it’s all the same through Love. 

Would you endure the silent deep oceans of our heart?