There are no mistakes

The darkness is food
Healthy food for life
Fed by sorrow
I become more alive

Digested properly
It becomes Joy
For at it’s beginning 
It is always Love

There’s no way 
I can express this in words
It is too profound
But the beloved knows

There are no mistakes
The Universe knows what it is doing
We may not be able to understand … yet
But it’s purpose is pure

Bringing us closer to the source
Bringing us closer to ourselves
So that we might be able
To recognise ourselves 

Being the beloved within the beloved
The love within the loving
The sorrow bringing us closer to it
As food for our soul

Learning through it to see the beauty
Bringing us closer and closer
To our deepest capacity of feeling
Deep enough to go beyond ourselves

Losing ourself as to find ourselves better
For in losing ourselves in the Other
In full awareness
We find ourselves for what we are …

Each time the circle begins again
Bringing us closer and closer to the center
Without ever reaching it …
For there is no end …
♥

(kp)
21/03/2013