If You See The Beloved
If you see Her through the trees,
She will vanish, fearful of “you”.
But… if you see Her there,
She will not see “you”.
And if you persevere in Stillness,
She may turn and see Your Heart.
And if you freeze… barely breathing…
That She approaches, and touches your Heart.
Resting in Loving Stillness,
That She walks beside You, ever near.
Surrendering your separate existence,
Leaving only the wind in the trees,
The two having Vanished,