|We're in time and there's enough space.|
A short poem, "The great I Am" on the rhythm of love. The last line is from a song played whilst I was on a meditation retreat last weekend.
The great I Am
Your love is real. Your love is you.
Everything you are is expressed in everything you do.
As we love one another we are alive within each other, members one of another. If I love you then you live in me, part of your life is in me and part of my life is in you.
And as you go and love, your love is in and moving and active in everyone you know and touch.
And we were formed, both genetically and psychologically, from all that came before. Who we are is formed from all those around us who have loved us, and they in turn were formed from those who loved them. As we love, the love we were given is passed on and grows and changes as we and everything else grow and change.
So love lives on.
The stars whisper, you never die.
"I dream of the armies of heaven. I know of no dream more fun."