Surrendering … please no more!
How much more must I dissolve that which is not love?
That which prevents me from being in life and not the observer.
What door must I open to reveal myself to you?
To be received and feel the nakedness of my soul
reflected in your eyes and be in joyful communion.
Surrendering … is it possible?
Can I end this isolation of my spirit?
Will you let me rejoice in you?
Your beauty, your wisdom, the path you travel
And meet you with my own – no comparisons!
To feel that we are as one, one breath, one love.
Surrendering … I am not worthy!
To know you as me, brings deep and profound sorrow.
For you deserve to be seen and heard as so much more!
I am humbled. I fear your seeming invisbility because I
I cannot expand more if you are not beside me;
I need your genius, your full authority, your magnificent you.
Surrendering … I allow … I bow!