You are the butterfly upon the lotus leaf,
and the leaf unfolding into the butterfly.
You are the bee resting on wild thyme,
and the thyme pouring its soul into the bee.
You are the dew dissolving into the grass,
the grass drinking the dew as its own life.
You are the fish gliding through the water,
the water melting into the fish's silent dance.
You are the moon mirrored in the still pond,
the pond awakening beneath the moon's gaze.
You are sunlight scattering over petals,
the petals opening into the light itself.
You are the wind moving through the realms,
the realms breathing within the wind.
You are the heartbeat of distant stars,
the stars pulsing within my own breath.
You are time folding into itself,
the eternal moment blossoming through time.
When the day's eye opens,
when the universe hums its hidden song,
You are beside me—
not outside, nor apart,
but the secret within the secret,
the pulse behind the pulse,
the silence that sings my name.
And yet, You are not beside me—
You are the breath through which I awaken.
In this eternal presence, where all is One,
I have never been apart from You.
— October,19,2025
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