You are the Silence that remains silent with me,

the Presence I cannot sense, the Embrace I cannot feel.

Like a tourist I want pictures, but there is Nothing there, only you, abiding, evading my calls for sensation.

I confess my desire to feel alive rather than simply being alive, being present, being yours.

I give myself over to be yours without knowing,

to be beheld without beholding, without needing more.

I am the night in which you move unseen, I am the morning that has become light without knowing how.

Steve Garnaas-Holmes. “You Are the Silence.” Unfoldinglight.net. November 14, 2019

You who want knowledge, seek the Oneness within. There you will find the clear mirror already waiting.

Hadewijch II. Trans. Jane Hirschfield.