Union

Have you noticed life
is making love with you?

Are you now penetrated,
to the very deepest reach
of your being,
by her breath?

Are you discovering
that so-called ordinary pleasures,
a taste,
a view,
the contact as you lean your head
against a wall,
that all of these
can be ecstasy beyond compare?

Tire soon, beloved,
of the endlessly
disappointing story
in which you wait
for a special someone
to free you
from the imagined separation
between yourself and the all.

You may indeed experience
a temporary release
from isolation
if and when
you encounter another
who also seeks the same,
but as long as you both believe
yourselves incomplete
without the other,
you will lose again
the sacred garden
before long.

The hole inside
that you have been
so afraid of,
dearest one,
and taken as evidence
that you need to be
rescued by another,
this emptiness isn’t in fact
something to fill,
but rather
an open doorway
to intimacy
with the whole universe.

When you find out
for yourself
what is at the heart
of your loneliness,
rather than trying
to seduce another
to fill it
with the fantasy
of a perfect embrace,
you’ll discover we’ve been
in union
with the master lover
all along.



~~Luke Anderson