Love letter # 845
You come to stand, with calm deliberation, in my shadow, and from this well of darkness your light shines. A magnificent, obliterating luminosity. The ramparts of ego are dissolving, washed out in the beauty of this newly blinding brightness. Now there are no details to cling to. Only the wave, as it moves through us, and we become it. No more are we simply the lovers or the loved, for in this breath we are the very act of loving. And in this loving, liberated from the division of form, we are the formless one. The shadow illuminating light. The nothing revealing everything. You who are I. I that be you. Moving in stillness.