You

I always thought you would come to me

in the shape of a beautiful lover

I never dreamed you would steal my heart

with no shape at all


I always pretended I needed arms to hold me

and lips to kiss away my pain

yet I find fulfillment

in the embrace of empty space


I always wished you would speak to me

with words of tender sweetness

now I know you whisper silently

of your undying love


I always knew I would find you

although I foolishly looked with my eyes

you were here all along

hiding just out of sight in my heart


From Gifts With No Giver, a collection of nondual poetry by Nirmala
Free copy, available here

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