God! She just keeps me going. Gets me
in this burning frame of mind where I
aspire for the heavens. I move up
into her like the tree enters the sky
and stretches out its leaves. If I'm the seed
then she's the water, soil and the light
I live upon. I heard the movement of
the Universe itself is that of love,
that love's beyond translation. I am drawn
to my beloved by the books she reads,
the way she moves her shoulders in the room
like calligraphy, the way she sleeps
without a thought. My spirit has desire
for all the sacred mystery she is.
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