Delight
I am a ripple,
On top of the sea
Tossed forward and back
I struggle to be.

With limbs growing weary
I silence my fight
And lie down on the deep
And drift into the night

Arms they enfold me
And encompass about
Pure Love born from Knowing
Of this there’s no doubt

Adrift in the liquid,
I merge with sea
Now I am you,
And you are me

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