We never say “I love you”. In love, “you” and “I” dissolve. “We are love” we often affirm. We dance flying in a substance of the same composition and consistency as we are made of. Suddenly, an idea appears. We follow it. We play with it. We make it bigger and more beautiful. We sense it with our senses even before it manifests in actuality. We appreciate it. We leave it and return to flying in love. Like waterfish in the the ocean, like airbirds in the sky. Flying in love is what people call kindness, compassion, calm, serenity, peace, wander in wonder and other names like beauty, harmony, godly, brilliance, art, …
