Come to me

Beloved, come to me, I pray.
I do not care how or when,
in what form, what shape,
in what spirit you come to me,
but come.
I long for you.
I am not whole without you.
See, the place here in my heart
for you alone
I hold and wait.
Oh, come, do come, and stay.

So the Holy One
cries out to you:
Beloved, come.

Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light

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