Awake from a deep slumber,
you are reborn,
allow your eyes to adjust to the light, what do you see?
I'm standing on a cliff just before dawn. The last few stars fade in the clear sky and I know that any moment the edge of a red sun will rise up out of the see. The christal air is clean with the smell of salt, and a gentle wind combines with the rising tide to form a soft melody. She stands beside me, her hand in mine, and my love for her and for myself fills the world with golden light, calm but at the same time exhilerating, as steady as the cliff on which we stand, yet as varied in communication as the song of sea and wind.
I can catch all creation in a silver net of words and offer it to her, to everyone as a present, ---- as can she, and I have no doubt, no lack.
I'm fully master of my own thought and my own love, giving and accepting in equal measure, and knowing what I give is of just as much value as what I receive, because I have as litle doubt of myself as of her.
All the fear, all the self-doubt, all the pain is gone and I stand, the same as I was before but so much more.
I am reborn.