When I meditate - or sleep - I hope to dream of you. If I see you, I would never want to wake up.
My mind never allows it.
There are two beings I am never able to see. I love them, and their reality is hidden.
I meditate and once I briefly saw a holy face. The waves of love emitted by the face were too pure for my consciousness and I could not maintain the connection.
Touching the face of God would be like touching the sun. We may only dwell in the Light.
Then there is you. Why do you prove as elusive? Is the love so deep I cannot touch it?
I would like to shine for you.
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