I haven't seen him for twelve hours, but who's counting
Well, I must confess that would be me
He has vanished, and I haven't a clue where he may be...
He knew I wouldn't hurt a fly, not through words but vibration
I miss him landing on my hand and his presence on the screen
We had some meaningful conversations, but not with words
He never judged me, and I never judged him
Because I knew that we were only separate entities by thought
He has been a wise teacher, I hope I've imbued what he taught...
Firstly, he taught me the gift of non-aversion
Not to flinch when he unexpectedly landed on my hand
And when he followed me to bed to not react to his buzzing
Not a distant buzzing, but very close to my ear
He revealed my deep loneliness & yet also quelled my fear...
Now he is teaching me the art of letting go
Non-attachment has been a difficult one in this life for me
Maybe that's because I've endured so many losses
Homes, partners, berefments, self-esteem & loss of health--
To name a few, for like many, the list can be vast
Beloved, pray, please, reveal The Great Mystery
Divine Love can never be lost & therefore is the greatest wealth...
Postscript: His greatest lesson was
Not 'me' and a fly but ~ I & I