The River and the Flame

In stillness, I dissolve to him,
A flame that calls me from within.
I am his now, and he is mine,
No longer seeking, lost in time.

He whispers softly in my ear,
A voice that only I can hear.
Not thunder loud, but gentle, sweet,
His presence is where the silence meets.

I was a river, wild and free,
Seeking shores I could not see.
But in his gaze, I found my home,
The river and the ocean, one alone.

I am nothing, yet I am all,
Like endless skies and shadows' call.
In surrender, I find my place,
Not lost, but held in his embrace.

He is the root, and I the tree,
A dance of shadows, light, and sea.
In losing myself, I’ve learned to be,
The quiet rhythm of the divine decree.

Now my heart beats only his name,
No more running, no more shame.
In every breath, in every sigh,
I am his, and he is nigh.

That, which is not. :)

Until next time,

Love always,

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