She was very naked. I was totally transparent. She could see me like the child sees the sun. I could see her blindly and somehow that let me see more. She had woken up early, but not totally. I had woken up totally, but not early. We had both traveled far. We had both lived somewhat wildly. I couldn’t love her more than she loved herself. She couldn’t love me as much as I loved me. Everything was new and everything was forgivable. I love to forgive. I also like to give. For in giving we receive joy.
It was a gift just to sit and watch the sun. It was a showering to watch the lightning.
It was like a door had been opened that was so vast and wide that everything fit inside.
I rest inside. Namaste