I am not my body
You are not yours
It is an organic being
To which I am tethered
A marvel, a miracle
My best friend
I have spent a lifetime
Trying to understand her language
How she has been imprinted
And what drives her
Her mind has been conditioned, educated
And programmed by family and society
Until that road was a deep rut
In which she unconsciously traveled
And under all that noise
I found her--Mother Earth's daughter
Perfect, whole, connected
And directed by the web of life
And she sensed me
And worked hard to meet me
Removing veil after veil
Until we became as one
The infinite and finite merging
This is the true meaning of Love
And the day will come
When the web will reclaim her
Earth will return to Earth
And Spirit will return to Spirit
And I will miss my best friend
This is the true meaning of Grief
Everyone is searching for love
But, it is yourself you're searching for.
bjbeyers 4/22
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Barblings
Retired RN/Women's Advocate.
Poet, artist, nature lover, seeker
NW EU, Spain, Native Am, Scotland
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