Although Hubble’s frozen eye may never dance
With light gathered from your visage,
My mind’s eye knows that you are there,
The constellation you inhabit
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Me without you, you without me, yet part Of a wholeness, a twinkle in God’s eye, In life and in death embracing the other as self. Yes, you and your other half though apart make a composite whole! Both of you yearn for completion and see and embrace each as self....... This is the summit of love! Great write!
reading Valsa's comment, i assume i have not reached the summit of love....... yet. i think i'm only a short distance from the bottom of the hill! :) and maybe i'm descending, not ascending?