O Beloved, I offer my repentance.
I, a hunter, have sought you like prey, out to capture you in false words and faltering actions. Made you small. Displayed you as a safe prize for the admiration of others. Kept you under control.
Or so I thought.
The ego-mind illusion has dropped away. You are no prey. You are not safe in tidy neurons.
I never sought the Light that shines, the Heart that Beats. I was too fearful. Too small.
Yet, desire kindled, the flame of Divine Life warmed me and I drew close to that fire and in that enraptured comfort both found and was found.
You are Life. My Life. My Ground. My hope. My joy.
Not in straw cages of the human creation but in the very heart. Lover and beloved. No separation. No distinction. The one I sought was my very truest Self. Time to laugh at The other-ing of my foolishness.
Keep away my fear. Envelop me in you and you in me. There is but One.
My Life. My Ground. My hope. My joy.