When love sets fire
to your soul
and lifts it from its place
its foot no longer
touches ground;
love whispers,
the ground moves
and stagnant reasons
disappear;
you are no longer there;
Your feet begin
to move, just as
a river finds the ocean
with no more talk
of searching; you
are nothing but the river
and there is nothing
in the end
but the ocean of God.
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