Let it be... Let it be.. Let it be... Let it be...
Whispering words of wisdom, let it be...
And so it is sung, in Mother Mary's own words, that we should, when we have done all that we could, when we have taken control of the situation and moulded it for the better with every tool and trade we have, that the result, if different from what we desire, can only be the wiser choice of the universe manifesting our efforts in accordance to the bigger picture we always fail to see.
And so, to the one I love,
Thank you for teaching me how to love, for I would never otherwise learn, and would be as incomplete as the chipped moon. If Da Vinci was right and life was truly about experiencing, living every detail, You have completed my experience (at least conceptually).
Thank you for loving me back, even though I shall probably never get to hear these words. Worry not, for words are immaterial, and pale in comparison to the emotional telephathy we shared, with which two hearts beat as one. The link seems to have broken somehow, but as I have said, it was the experience.
Thank you for dislike all that was a human vice in me, and with that giving me the courage to curb these vices. I cannot proclaim the discarding of such vices to be solely for you, for should "we" never come to fruitition, I shall still benefit from the positive changes.
Thank you for being all that you are, even though we may be polar opposites. You have taught me the next greatest thing to love; acceptance. I shall accept all that you are and are not, and also all that you wish for me to be, and not to be.
It was not choice that we met, for in all logical reason martians do not talk to venusians. It is fate, a cosmic arrangement for two scarred souls to find the antidote in each other's company. You have healed me, and yet I may only look from afar, and even then shall faithfully pray, though I have never prayed, to the higher wisdom to guide you in your course of healing.
I wish for union in form, but I wish even more for your union with yourself, the truth in you that have been hidden away amidst all the dark times you have been through. I hereby pray you may find trust and truth in love once again. Remember, my love, that there are no hidden paths, if only we choose to open our eyes and see. In love, there is no win or lose, and if there must be, it can only be either win-win or lose-lose.
Remember, stop loathing and start living again, so that the light of the inner glory in you may once again shine a million candela.
And finally, remember, I will die for you, but even more, I will live for you.
