Cosmic Love 2

Awake.
                  .....
I grasp you for one moment longer
But we both know that I must go now. It is time.
I turn away from you and begin my journey.
I wish I could bring you back with me.

I enter the wilderness once again.
The thickets grab at me as I walk. They attempt to
push me back to you.
But I have to resist.

All the signs lead me back. But we are not ready.
Are we?
I continue into the darkness. I am confident.
I think back to our cosmic love and I know that the darkness
is nothing but an illusion.
It tugs me back and forth. Back and forth like a tight rope.
I have realized the cosmic love is not the external.
I possess it.
Internally.

I let the branches scrap and scratch me.
I let them bruise me.
I am indifferent once again about my outer layer.
I walk through the woods with my head held high.
Our love is real.

Suddenly the wilderness is no longer wild.
The thickets disappear.
And the light I am looking for has been found.
It is within me.
I glow like an orb, shining the pathway.

The fallen lovers no longer whisper their warnings.
As I look around, mirrors are scattered as far as the eye can see.
Hanging from branches, on stems, and covering the forest floor.
They show me the way you see me.
The beauty. The strength. The potential for greatness.