You are the Silence

You are the Silence that remains silent with me,
the Presence I cannot sense, the Embrace I cannot feel.

Like a tourist I want pictures, but there is Nothing there,
only you, abiding, evading my calls for sensation.

I confess my desire to feel alive rather than
simply being alive, being present, being yours.

I give myself over to be yours without knowing,
to be beheld without beholding, without needing more.

I am the night in which you move unseen,
I am the morning that has become light

without knowing how.

Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light

November 14, 2019

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