As I hold her…

…because the eternal moment is what bonds us with the powerful adhesive of love…

As I hold her…

And I believe love is this incredible but truly mysterious thing beyond desire and passion, hidden in the simplicity of a deep gaze, lived by the purest and most honest individual, and created by all beings in the Universe. And I saw that creation in front of me, O I felt it like miraculous light into my very conscience, and as this one brought me to magic healing, to a sort of wholeness I had never experienced before. She was falling in love as I was, and perhaps our losses had unite us; but, however, I really saw us not “falling in love” but rising in love, because in my days, and during my nights, all I knew was the experience of this divine and powerful rising within me, just like the Sun in the skies rises life with its glorious energy of love and warmth each morning and night on earth.

As I hold her…

I know pain was just part of love, a higher love ever rising, higher and higher. Because, can you really rise in love without knowing pain as a step up…?? Our loss had vanished, the attachment had been the vanity which had kept us in constant pain, because we had been wretches who never had known love. But the beauty on her face was the beauty of her divinity which had been clouded and lost under weights of tremendous sorrow. But the maturity and positivity in me had been bashed and squashed under all my self-pity and tears. We had been denied warmth and succor when we had needed it the most, they had stepped on our hearts, lost souls we were. But the loss of love we had in our lives had forged our paths stronger, and so two souls met as it had been written in the stars above.

As I hold her…

I understand now that our souls were One even before our bodies had met, and we find ourselves now transforming great pain into everlasting joy; for we are the children of ourselves, and we are always together playing freely in the fields of the Universe. Pain is but a door into that great essence of the magical and mysterious creature of love, sitting on a throne of gold and waiting for us mortals to wake up from our great illusions! Can you not see that?! Yes, she believes in me and I believe in her now, there is no pride or insecurity, because the eternal moment is what bonds us with the powerful adhesive of love. But a deeper and mightier love which is not tied to our silly aging and shifty thinking, nor to our mere desires and ugly accusations. And who dares speak ill about this profound love which transcends this mundane body-mind…?? As I hold her in my arms there is nothing in my heart and mind but her soul and mine born stronger together out of the pain, out of the struggle we have each of us endured…