Stop squirming

God, I know you love me.
But secretly I believe you are waiting to love me
till I am more worthy.
       No, I am not waiting.
       Your worthiness is that you are mine.
       That is all. I love you.


Well, I wait, wait for that feeling.
       And I am the waiting itself,
       the longing that lives so steadfastly in you.


That is only a pleasant illusion.
I am alone on a solitary road.
       And I am the road.


Then where I am has no road.
I am in an empty, barren desert.
       And I am the desert, and its barrenness.


Then I am in outer space,
where there is no ground at all.
       I am space. I am Being.
       Stop squirming and let me hold you.


I might as well.
       Yes, I would love that.

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net

September 27, 2021