You and I

Of course I love you. But a part of me has to know that “you” don’t really exist. “You” are a form I adore, a collection of quirks, memories, and movements that will ever be near to my heart.

But one day “you” will die. And I need to see the higher truth, so that I can one day let “you” go.

I need to see my “self” in the same redeeming light. “I” too will die, any day now. “I,” too, am a form I adore. But that is all—just an adorable form of an immortal oneness. Forms pass. But nothing really dies.

When “you” and “me” dissolve, You and I will carry on, like the wind which blows our ashes to sea.



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