In this moment,
there is no one that I need to be.
All the people I have imagined myself to be,
can be as characters in a play, and nothing more.
These imagined personalities possess
their charms, their wits, their wounds,
but so do we all, such vast Beings are we,
traits alone cannot define us.
There is no talent or skill that I must possess
to be worthy of another’s – or my own – love.
It is true that I am the sum of all I have read,
listened to, and loved well, but those things do not name me.
So vast am I,
that I can adopt new traits,
new loves, new desires,
all in one instant.
Yet my essence, my
c o r e
which is l o v e,
remains the same.
My attachment to relationships,
falls away, when I look at this
C O R E
L I G H T
When you see it,
you will never be the same.