Every Existence Exists in Thee

Sitting on a park bench I recall, How you exist within me,

And how the memory of you,
Moves me.

And when you touched me it felt,
Like immortality.

From this earth,
Every atom of me,

Dissolves and reforms,
To be reshaped at birth,

As newborn stars,
Held in the heavens,

Of your universe,

To imagine being back when,

This world’s storm troubled sphere,
Held no fear,

When you were here and mine,

These thoughts in a gathering gust.

Again, blow me away,
Through space and time,

And if they last in the thrust,
Of just a split second –

-That is infinitely fine.

For in every existence,
I choose to exist in thee.


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