Every Time I Tell a Lie, I Tell the Absolute Truth. | Poem
I’m a liar. I lie every time I say that I love you.
I lie every time I call you beautiful.
I lie every time I say I feel happy.
I lie every time I say I want nothing.
I want it all. I don’t just want some. I want every single thing that comes into my experience and more. I want life to be lived.
I don’t feel happy. I don’t feel anything. My feelings will disappear. This is not the happiness I see. I see within me a happiness so great that it does not move or falter.
It’s beyond feelings. I let them be as they are and do what they want. I don’t depend on a feeling to be happy. Therefore feelings can not make me unhappy.
And at that moment I am happiness itself.
I don’t love you. To love you does not make sense to me.
I have nothing to offer you! Especially not love! Apart from seeing that you, despite your imperfections, are the wholesome expression of perfection itself. And that is all I see.
We can not love each other. We can only share the beautiful radiance of what we are.
The more we see that, the deeper, apparently, our love for one another becomes.
And in that moment, which you nor I will ever experience together, we are nothing else but love.
There is no shining apart from light. There is no loving apart from love.
And your beauty? It’s neither mine nor yours.
It’s how I express the fact that your essence shines so clearly through you that I can’t help but merge into my own.
There is neither me nor you in that. But me and you are left, standing, appreciating as if it were ours. And I love that.
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