Ah… My Love

I could call this Beautiful, Sweet Presence the “Self”,
For it is the Shining into form, of Formless Pure Being…

But I choose to say, “Ah… my Love.”

I could call this Beautiful, Sweet Presence the “Holy Spirit”,
For it is truly The Comforter and The Teacher…

But I choose to say, “Ah… my Own.”

I could call this Beautiful, Sweet Presence “Divine Communion”,
For it is Beatitude beyond all reckoning…

But I choose to say, “Ah… my Nearest.”

I could call this Beautiful, Sweet Presence “God”,
For it is Unfathomable, Incomprehensible…

But I choose to say, “Ah… my Dearest.”

I could call this Beautiful, Sweet Presence “Divine Mother”,
For it is the longed for Tender Embrace…

But I choose to say, “Ah… Love.”

Only words… for that which cannot be spoken,
For the Shining into form of Formless Pure Being,
For The Comforter, The Teacher,
For Love, Causeless and Unconditional,
For the Fulfillment of the Heart's Desire...

For The Unfathomable Mystery.

Ah… Love.