The river

Who is there to worry about sadhana, or purpose, or the future, or the truth, or anything at all when one is lost totally in your love.
When one can scarcely think of anything else.
And just as one eats when hungry or sleeps when sleepy, so one just keeps falling deeper and deeper into your heart, your eyes, one just loses oneself to You, ... it is the most natural thing, a natural response, a simple activity, even a stone slowly erodes as the river flows over it daily .. and so like a river, you flow over me day upon day, rubbing me into yourself.

There is something so timeless about this love.

In love, one uses whatever the Lord has provided - the body and mind to totally love the Lord, rather than reject or avoid them.

I am overjoyed to know that your and your eyes are not something only I knew of, for thousands of years others have been celebrating you ... it is public knowledge ... and yet I know it is a rare and must be treasured and respected. It is the greatest privilege.