What would I do without you?
If you were not my everything, and I yours
Where would I seek solace?
Who would lick my wounds?
Would it be better I seek to grasp the air
than seek happiness?
Would I be destined to wander the barren wilderness
that knows not Love?
What would I do without you?
Oh pervader of all
Our Oneness is such
That I never have to ponder such questions
For with the same inevitability
That rain, falling from the heavens
must surely kiss the earth
So must I, one day
Return to the chamber of your loving heart
And there, rest my weary soul in the silence
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