
Do you know me
as much
As you might know God?
And how much
would that be?
In the silence
You will hear my voice
Not words
But in being
at one
With eternity
If you find others
in your life
Who can love
You,
Unconditionally
You would be
A fortunate man
There’s nothing
to return to
It is here
Still I’m pointing
at the moon
And in my final breath
You will know
It’s all about love
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