A work in progress

Experiential Mystery

I used to think I knew what we were doing.

I looked for you in me and I thought, "This is who I am!"

I thought, "This is where I am supposed to be!"

Yet now I barely remember myself back then.

I know less and less of what we are doing.

I look for me in you and I think, "Is this who I am becoming?"

I think, "Is this really where I am supposed to be?"

And I discover myself made whole again.