The Summit

When you and I met on the mountain of transcendence,
we gauged our love with an open presence.
We drew in the rays of the sun,
all our shortcomings were completely undone.

On this summit where we now sit,
a fire burns where love is lit.
The veil of tears separates our souls.
Grief and loneliness we deeply know.

If we linger to long on the top of this peak,
we will fail to see clearly what it is we are meant to see.
This spiritual communion between your heart and mine,
is our longing to serve the Divine.

This world is our book.
We write in it our secret words.
To not share the knowing would be a crime.
Our lives would be one big lie.

If we continue this journey down the other side,
we might discover something rare and fine.
A gem, a jewel meant for only you and I to see.
But you will never know unless you have faith and believe.