I have written letters of Love and I have delivered them to the Sun
so that he would keep them secretly in his Light.
Yet the curious Wind has stolen them and has guarded them in his heart.
He waited for a red passionate sunset
to softly whisper those words of Love in the ears of a thousand Waves
I was there during that sunset …
I heard him whispering words of Love.
I saw the red Sun setting and
losing himself in those thousand Waves in Love,
He made me a wink.
I replied with a knowing glance!
Let me play this music
Let me sing this song
While I look in your Soul and I See your Light
I merge with You in the Ecstasy of this Love
Here the Sunset becomes Sunrise
The Salt becomes Sugar
My Soul becomes your Soul
In this Everything we become Nothing
In This Nothing We Are Everything
Both light and shadow
are the dance of Love.
Love has no cause;
it is the astrolabe of God’s secrets.
Lover and Loving are inseparable
Although I may try to describe Love
when I experience it I am speechless.
Although I may try to write about Love
I am rendered helpless;
my pen breaks and the paper slips away
at the ineffable place
where Lover, Loving and Loved are one.
Every moment is made glorious
by the light of Love.