She said to him
‘i love you’
And this time
It carried a different vibration
It floated to his knowing
On a mist of deep connection
On a whispered connection
Like
Ripples feathers make
When Angels are flying off
Or floating above
They
Cary the same sound
Communicate the same love
And so it was
He came to understand
The love of another
Completely accepting
Completely approving
Completely connected
With Divine wonder of God
From the lips of a teacher
Who had
Herself
Surrendered
to find Knowing beyond
Depths of warm shallows
Knowing behind
The curtains
The veils of Mystery’s playhouse
Knowing that transcended it’s own knowing
She was not saying ‘I love you’
She was being Love. Her body, her mind, her essence was communicating and holding him in complete acceptance. Seeing in Him the pulsing, flair of a man, who is a wonderful contributing source of Divine’s art.
And you,
Reader.
I only want to share with you one thing. One simple and infinitely beautiful thing.
I love you.