Soulmates
It is our work
To love
Our only work
To love this world
To expand our circles
Into evermore widening
Circles of compassion
Like reverberations of rain
On the Spring afternoon lake
To love this world
Into the grandest version of itself
Yet to love this world
Just as it is standing still
In amazement of this moment
It is our work
To stand our hearts still
In communion with
Being alive,
Being alive with our soulmates
Like THIS hummingbird
Hovering right here
Before our eyes
Our Hearts standing still,
Yet expanding in circles
Into evermore widening
Circles of compassion
Like reverberations of her wings
in the Summer morning air
It is our work to love this world
So full of soulmates
To help us with our work
Like this tide today both
Pulling on our hearts,
Pulling out into ever more expanding
Circles of compassion,
And pushing our hearts still
To THIS moment
Like reverberations of a musical chord
Played with three fingers held still
Yet the notes keep moving us through time
In the Fall evening of beach
And thank you to this friend’s grief eyes
Moving our hearts to absolute stillness
Yet expanding our love beyond—
In communion with being alive
Even under the Winter night’s heaviest blanket
Like reverberations of a long exhalation
It is our work
To love
Our only work
To love this world
Thank you to our many soulmates—
This work to love
That we never do alone
For Evermore
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