Here Am I

.
 
Then I heard the Voice…
saying,
“Whom shall I send?
And who will go for us?”
 
 
 
And I said,
 
“Here am I.
 
 
 
Send me…”
 
 
 
 
 
But I don’t belong here.
The air is so thick here.
It’s impossible to fly here.
 
 
Remind me again why I volunteered?
 
 
 
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn
is just
 
to LOVE
 
 
and be Loved
in return…
 
 
 
Even if I am able to speak in the tongue of men and of angels,
but I have no Love,
I am only a noisy gong
or a clanging cymbal…
 
Even if I have the gift of Prophecy
and can fathom all mysteries
and all knowledge,
and if I have a Faith that can move mountains,
but I have no Love,
 
I am nothing.
 
Even if I give all I possess to the poor
and surrender my body to the flames—
if I have no Love,
I gain nothing.
 
Love is patient
Love is kind
It does not envy
It does not boast
It is not proud
It is not rude
It is not self-seeking
It is not easily angered
It keeps no record of wrongs
 
Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the Truth
 
Love always protects
Always trusts
Always hopes
Always perseveres…
 
 
 
Now we see but a poor reflection,
as in a mirror;
Soon we shall see face to face.
 
 
 
 
 
Give.
Love.
 
Let go.
 
 
There is no more time.

2 comments

  1. Melissa Rae says:

    There is no more time, darling. Those chapters have closed …. This time around was about the closing and opening. But just as the elderly me and the young me walked across the veil, so are you … just in a less floaty way. There is no old. There is no new. There is only me. There is only you. It is time to clasp hands and walk together towards the river … lit by the sun … blown by the wind … kissing the earth. In another reality, we already are ….. My brown dress billows in the wind, and I am unusually tall… You stand beside me …. The world sparkles. Stabilization is occuring … You and I are like the trees. Strong. Resolute. There is nothing to me though like pulling down the sun. Just as there is nothing for you that matches connecting to trees. At least here.You have to accept being loved. Life after life … without accepting it …. has left both of us empty. Just your creating … Just your religion…. Just your quiet. Just my writing … Just my traveling … Just my causes. That is over. Let it go.I love you.

  2. I have always been taught— and felt to be true— that our environment is our mirror… everything, especially our beloved ones, are reflections of ourselves, what we are going through, what we need… I have been noticing this more and more with us, my Love… you and I are so parallel, mirroring each other in every way, though our stories are different… and we are steadily merging into One.We belong together, and together we shall be!There is plenty of time.

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