Here We Are

Here We Are

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Here we are, with our secret stories
held in the book of our mysterious souls,
longing to be read by someone
with luminous, laughing eyes.
Here we are, holding the secret sun
that shines without wavering
through the backdoor of our hearts.
Here we are, shadows of ourselves,
longing to become:
to melt every pain away
until the naked child laughs
and dances free.
Here we are, held and cherished
by a tenderness of infinite
welcoming that wants to drink us down
into the warm receptivity of Holy Love.
Here we are. Look around.
No one is boring or common here.
For in this feast of Love
everyone is a mystery beyond comprehension;
in this feast of Love, everyone shines.