My Beloved

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MY BELOVED

 

 

 

in the beginning

in the endless space of awareness

i was a word

i answered to

a name of recognition

and memory

 

soon i fell silent

in the question of who i am,

my own distant shore, my own Lover

for there is no other,

never was,

never will be

how can there be two?

a me and a not you?

 

and if, in the course of water and

my own womb of tranquility, I should

meet thee,

i shall call upon myself and

love thee,

 

My Beloved

 

 

 

Ana