Just as there’s joy beyond joy
There’s also love beyond love.
You’ll discover this when you die to everything except love –
That is, when you eat, sleep, and work only for love.
Suddenly, a door opens
And a long-lost parent from heaven walks through
And asks for you
Only you – and nobody else.
When your spiritual mother or father recognizes you
And says “Come” –
Love beyond love is where flowers come from –
Where birds travel to in winter –
It’s also the place where fresh water enters the world –
That is, love beyond love is a “spiritual rain”
Coming down sufficiently to drench us –
Inside and out.
Love beyond love is when God begins talking through you –
When you open your mouth and what comes out is what God’s been feeling –
Because you are no longer you
You are God come to life inside you –
Like Marguerite –
And that’s when you start looking, sounding, and smelling like