Not Yet the Sun…

Fear is like whiskey, joy in disguise, slowly poisoning our bodies, clouding our brains until we die.

LOVE is like the aromatic cane true absurd happiness revealed, nourishing our spirits, awakening our minds until we come to life.

This much I now know for sure, that I now know not.

And this I know more, that when I do know all there is to know there will be no more me needing to know; no more questions, only answer, only God, only LOVE, only one, only absolute Infinity.

Then thanks I must give to God for my suffering, my pain, my sorrow; they are what I prayed I needed to experience, pointed pebbles guiding me on the infinite path of my remembering my oneness in LOVE.

It is LOVE that gives light to the Sun, but the Sun can burn, as well as give life; know then how close you are ready to come the Sun without burning, remembering always you are not yet even the Sun, as you have not yet remembered truly the LOVE you are…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
“The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.” ~ Jalal ad-Din RumiImage

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