“Even when dying you send me messages. Even with my head exploding with thoughts.
Even with darkness you appeared, as light, the answer to all my prayers.
In my mind you were when it was full, imagine now, that i’m all in. Imagine now, that I surrendered. That I no longer fight. That I completely submerged into the big sea of the source. Without fear of drowning. Without the fear of going and not coming back.
How can be there doubt? If you were there always to give me a hand. Of support, of sanity. The divine answer to the mistery of life. You are there, after all. After all the beautiful things of life. There you remain. Standing and shining, with open arms to hug.
Now I see it’s all clear. Since the beginning till the end. Everything else is just surrounding. Part of life. Part of the joy. So many things to hold and let go. And you are always there, on the side, for us to choose if we are wise. For us to never fall. For us to always go back in track.
Everything happens fast, small moments of a brief spark. But you are eternal. You are always there behind. From where we come and go back. We always go back. We always come back.”
