I know you’re there, I can feel your presence. I had always known You, even before I was in my mother’s womb you had cradled me in your arms for all eternity, I am your son, and You are my Father, my Creator, my King, my Heart. I am in You and You are in me.
So many sacred maps I’ve followed from here to distant shores, yet somehow knowing all along I would end here, where I began, home with You.
As I lay here in carnal death, I now know there is nothing to figure out about You, about us. There is only You and me, just as it has always been and will always be. No mysteries, no puzzles, no religions, just us.
You are my I Am, and I am in You and You are in me.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Robert “Bobby” Morgan
The ramblings of a smitten soul 