reflection: understanding

When you pass I am a heliotrope. Your health, your goodness, your answers; I crave it. Your center is the vast atmosphere from which my breath comes in and to which it goes out again. Everything I thought important drops away when I understand you.

When I understand you I plunge into the source and saturate with its water. When you speak from the center I am compelled to your mode: present and everlasting. When I understand you I am full of color, vibrant. My doubts soften, constrictions weaken. When I understand you I am transparent, surprised again at the clarity of the center. We are home again, no longer alone.

When I understand you I do not produce this spirit by my attention, it is uncovered in me by its link with you. This takes me past my deepest pain.

Through understanding you are real, heroic, and enormously seductive. You are revealed, I am revealed. The wilderness becomes our garden. Just there, unexamined; just this, actually.