Beyond Even No Words.

 If

I know, like, 

it is not

The One.

The One

I love has no rhyme nor reason 

nor longing, like, lust or even 

a belief.

It is simply an ordinary neutral field

a zero point of empty, 

free, 

no chase or haste, 

a vast expanse, home, 

eternal, 

kind and oh so simply 

real.

For Me, 

My Love, 

no need to know beyond I Am

silent, still, with me, 

no words, 

unmoved.