Love is not built on a foundation of sadness.
Love is not longing, or relief.
Love is a pervasive cosmic will,
that holds our beings in creative suspension,
together, by pure choice, pure willful intention.
A state of grace so simple,
that it transcends the stormy sea of emotions
that lap as temptation, to our hears.
I never cry in tears of grief,
in my actual love with you.
And when I do, I know that
I have fallen away from love.
And when I worry, or tend to you with concern,
I know my heart is in chains.
For its my simple willful choice,
to be in a state of faith,
that can only ever be how I will relate lovingly to you.
And then our union will be a manifestation of that cosmic will,
greater than you, or I, alone, wanting or needing,
held together, but in fear.
The Depths of Light 