A love letter from God

Imagine, if you will, the smallest thing.  A single seedling, pushing its single, fragile leaf out above the confines of the crumbling soil that surrounds it.  That is you.

The courage that takes.  Yet it cannot be otherwise.  The seed must push forth.  It must give life to itself.  It must honour its purpose.  The divine blueprint inside beckons it forth, calling to it from timelessness.  It is what it is.  You: You too are what you are.  Called forth from timelessness.

Imagine, if you will, the greatest of creations.  The cosmos, pushing its infinity beyond the confines of invisible walls that appear to hold it in.  That too is you.

It is inevitable.  It cannot be otherwise.  The pulse of the universe beats within it, pushing it gently beyond the edges of what was considered conceivable just yesterday, just now.  That too is you.

In the sacred smile of the divine, you are precious.  More precious than if every star were a jewel, twinkling in the divine eye.  You are more powerful than you understand, deeper than you comprehend.  You are that divine eye that smiles upon yourself.  You are the poetry that enraptures your own soul, caressed by the hand of God, held in the arms of love.

For this is your song.  The song of your soul.  Oh, you know it well, though you may pretend not to hear it.  But how can you not Be your own beauty?  You may hide from it, but you may never quash it.  The Divine essence that is You cannot be buried for long.  Nor can it be ignored, for it whispers in your ear, with each breath you inhale, with each breath you exhale.  Just as the sprout will become a tree, so you too will know Yourself as me. 

You will come back to me, the eternal, all enduring me.  The softness that strokes your tired brow when you cannot sleep in the dark hours of the night.  I am there.  I am with you and beside you and within you.  As you are within me. 

We are one, my beloved.  You and I.  We are the dance of life.  We are the breath of life, the expanse of the cosmos, the eternal whisper of divine love.  You are beauty itself.  And when I gaze upon you, I am breathless.  For this, this is the divine in me in you.