How Can Something so Ancient

How can something so
ancient be so fresh
on my lips?

You and I are the ocean and the
shore, beloved.
Time and space and
solar systems ebb and flow,
and we are sparkling flecks
of debris caught in their warm

When ripples move through
the Source, that place which flows
eternally, and is never
and my nose brushes
against your ear
with soft hushed whispers of the
sea dancing
all the time and space
which has created the illusion of
‘you’ and ‘I’
is revealed as the cosmic dance.

You and I,
are just the shoes.

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