I am my Beloved's and his desire is for me.
My Beloved sees me as I am; I am his moon and stars. My delight is his.With love, with care, with joyful song, I prepare the banquet that is ours.
Feasting with passion, We are One, bound eternally.
Should dark shadows billow and blanket the world, disturbingly distorting what is true, We Are inseparably united.
I am my Beloved. My Beloved is me.
He is my moon and stars. His delight is mine.
This is the Peace which does transcend whatever illusions of separation the world may produce.
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