In the realm where we are united
No speech is necessary.
In the realm of our speech
We seek the unity beyond speech.

Speaking and being with – gazing
Simply looking, feeling the other
As a presence is still in
Search for something inexpressible
Throbbing in me for you

There’s a welcome for the gaze,
The words, the look and the feel
In you, which satisfies and even
Satiated to want no more.

Being in the realm of beauty
Moving upwards from the more
Is a lovely feeling of being uplifted
By no merit than grace

The privilege of being where I am
The journey to where I am
The realisation of what has been
And the eager expectations for
A Yet to Be.