You cant have it, you live it.

You cant find it, you grow it.

You cant take it, its endless.

You cant give it, its given.

No valve, no damper to slow the flow,

Open with the strength of a fire hose with no nozzle to aim,

It floods everything.

Drown in the expansiveness of love,

The most sweet surrender.

There is a girl who sits and waits,

The one, who has it all.

Her patience is stoic,

Ignored, wronged, misunderstood, and forgiving
she waits.

Patiently,

And when I look inside, shes always there, just waiting to be found...

...waiting to be me.

With an ear that bloomed from my heart I herd you speak,

A soft encouragement, a solid promise,

There is nothing that is not for you,

Come to my bust and be held, for our separateness is just an illusion.

Stop pushing, open the door inward, I am here.

Swing open the gates and allow the herds to run free into the roaming pastures of your heart.

There's a seat right smack-dab in your mind,

A seat that's not that hard to find,

Where passion and grace, find a meeting place and love is eclipsing of time,

When asked how, I say now,

Cause its not when or then,

And I feel like that's blowing your mind?