Oh, my Beloved.
You have found your way to me again.
Gorgeous embodied offering
for my still evolving mortal soul.
You are my breath,
my temple.
You have become the altar
in which upon
I surrender everything.
My longing, my weeping,
my lifetimes of holy searching
all yield when you return to me.
Death would be a friend
after this sweet drunken union.
For I shall cry out once again
as all lovers do upon
returning to the profound place
of cultivating sadhana
for your divine presence to return.
Like the many milkmaids
you have mesmerized into living
with your name upon their lips –
I sing.
I sing with faith
that once again
I will dissolve into
the infinite of
your love.
