enveloping all,
from sky to earth,
from birth to death.engulfing,
overpowering,
spreading,
llikea ocean'of contented bliss.
in the vast pool,
condensed in form,
pure love like cream.
milky white,
wet and slushy, in that
you submerge,
the love of the whole universe.
and yet you would say,
it is not enough, no one loves me!
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Ritty, of course it is little me that wants it all, no other thought than ego, no knowledge of little 'me's' own true self. We lose so much when we do no take in life's bigger picture. I love the questions you raise in your poetry, you are a true poet of our world. Bob