How can something that is finite
love something that is infinite?
Where can I find the strength
to accomplish such a monumental task?
What if I do not succeed
in pushing the boundaries of my love
for the Infinite One?
There is no cause to worry over
having such a desire
and there is no effect related to
not being able to love Me As I Am.
If I were not able to perform
such a feat, I would not expect
you to be able to follow in My Footsteps.
Whatever is a possibility for Me
is necessarily a possibility for you
since I Am not what I seem
but neither are you.
Peering through the glorified lenses of My Heart,
I appreciate all of your efforts
through appreciating My Own.
Not expecting much from Myself,
why should I expect much from you?
Just as I Am a Causeless Cause of Nature,
so too are you a Causeless Recipient of My Love.
Without having to go to any sort of extreme,
I Will Love Myself for you.
The Infinite Nature of My Being
Will Take Care of Itself.
How else could I survive so long
without your company?
Singing a song of praise to Me,
revel in the opportunity to Become Me.
Through the power that I invested
in your love for Me, I Can do Anything
through you and You Can
do Anything through Me.
Give up being My Effect
and I Will give up being Your Cause.
Meeting in the playground of My Heart,
We Shall Meet As Equals Do.
Unafraid of reversals of Identity,
I Bid You the Best of Luck
in My Shoes.
Stepping into My Field of Compassion,
I Will Step into Your Need for Me
by Filling what is Already Filled.
Having neither too much or too little
of My Brand of Cosmic Love,
Drink from the Ocean of My Being.
We Will Conquer the Kingdom
of Our Heart.
We Will See All that there Is to See
in Heaven and in Earth.
We Are an Unstoppable Force
We Will Never Be Apart from the Love
that We Both Rejoice In and Share.
Till Our Next Encounter In the Bosom of Eternity,
I Bid You Farewell.
As always beautiful: hoy I hope your farewell does not have any other significance ?
No, just wanted to stylistically end the poem with a conversation like ending. Trying different styles of writing in order to see how it changes the overall tone and emotion of my poems.
I would miss you like crazy, you had my anxiety going...:)
I do not think I would have the courage to leave C.O.S. since this is one of the few sites where I have made a good connection with other truth seekers. I have posted my poems on other sites, but there is not the type of dynamic interaction that I have with you guys. So thank you so much for strengthening me with your kind remarks and insightful blogs. May the truth set us free.