And if I fall in love it will be by the depth in your eyes.

And they will both know of darkness and truth; of light and desires; of music and bliss, and of beauty and right sound. 

A door in which to stand. A passage which once was crossed. A thousand bridges burnt. 

A soul cannot hide the horrors it has seen, nor your feet can withdraw the steps that once took.

Love comes in many forms. A bird that flows in its song. A creek which sings in its place. A voice from within. All aimed towards one goal. A star in the horizon, intimations of the Divine.

¿Who are we if not creatures of some God? Sometimes terrible and sometimes not. Intoxicated by the mind. Intoxicated by the word. We run on by, remembering who we are not. But do we afterall?      

Do we really know why are we here for?

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Some say we don’t. I choose to believe that there’s something beyond. Some things you can feel. Some place you can own. Down inside the deepest part of the It, that which words escape to explain, a beauty so great only tears can be drawn.

Joy and pure love. The connection of it all. The community in a look. Of all things from past, from present and from beyond. Of time and space.

Here. Now. Within you.

That, it is enough.