contemplation

I stepped outside the bubble

Of my own creation

And landed in a world

Of countless projections.

Now,

I am wading through worlds

Following the scent of Love’s liberation

All I remember,

Is that at some point,

Love lifted me up,

Turned me upside down,

And emptied my pockets of all concepts of me and you.

Now, I know nothing.

At the point of being grasped by Love,

You might be tempted to pull back.

Don’t.

Stay put.

Allow love to embrace you.

Do not let you escape.