Exist

I stare into the stretching sun,
Melting into the sea of blue-green grasses,
Folding myself into the earth's passionate embrace.
And for a moment, I cease to be.
I no longer breathe, I no longer think,
I no longer cry or laugh or dance among the butterflies.
I let myself die, yet I feel so alive...
I myself am no more,
But You continue to be,
And love lingers on....

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