or we get a facebook notification
or someone yells our name across a field
or parking lot
aren't we all hoping it's God?
Our secret soul mate,
that divine perfect one who completes every aspect of us
and doesn't mind that we pick our nose
or that we're almost totally broke
but loves us even when we're a mewling ball
of gastrointestinal distress or a
narcissistic rock star.
No matter how solid our self love
or peaceful our practice,
aren't we all hoping each text or message
is from this One, saying:
"My love! I have been waiting for you my whole life!
You are my sun, moon, and stars. To me, you are perfect.
You are for me, always."
What if we started giving this to each other,
every moment of every day?
Life is too short for anything
but love.
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