Oneness
I have not forgotten you. God. I remember always in the quiet when meditation sneaks up on me like a kiss upon lips-longing. Hungry. I have been hungry for the return of you. My journal awake to the writing where we commune in Oneness. Has it not already been written upon scrolls on walls hidden in a time and space outside of all time and all space? How vast your beauty! How awake and real inside my soul you are! Divine. I want only to touch your |T|ruth and to climb high the walls breaking down barriers that no-thing might separate us in this life. …and in the next I have but one request: that I know you still.
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