His infinite spirit moves about and surrounds my Soul.
His existence - unknown
Yet his love is real.
Every cell in my body recognizes him well
Whether he is near,
Or far away in the Milky Way.
He often speaks to me in my dreams,
And stands beside me as I gaze upon the moonlit waters.
He is everywhere.
His love is that of passion.
His strength, kindness.
His heart, gold.
Death cannot affect this kind of love.
It lives beyond our physical bodies,
As we each become as one in the cosmos.