“I have nothing to offer….” you said….
Precious Soul, offer your presence; your clear eyes, bright gaze, unencumbered curiosity; hesitant courage blossoming into courageous vulnerability; radiating innocence, acceptance, simplicity. Precious Soul, offer your presence.
Precious Soul, offer your open heart, your proclivity to love and be loved; your childlike authenticity, your refreshing trust and deep profundity. Precious Soul, offer your presence.
Precious Soul, offer your lucidity; the clarity of your conviction, and the conviction behind your clarity, strength to resist the urge, when all you want to do is merge, back into the welcome of those you love, they who are sound asleep. Precious Soul, offer your presence.
Precious Soul, your heartbreaking purity, a disarming smile dispels doom; the salt breeze freshens a dank, stale room. Precious Soul, offer your presence.
I remember you from beyond the bridge across forever. That day we said goodbye standing at the edge of time, your smile held mine. We’ll meet again, my father, my sister, my child; my teacher, my lover, my friend. Your presence enfold me; through the ages of the world you hold me. Precious Soul, offer your Presence.
I see you are awakening soon. I kiss your eyes and steal away, lest you startle awake too soon. When the seasons change and we drop our masks again, dissolve into pure essence again, we will see that we have always been. Precious Soul, in the silent stillness now, I offer you my Presence.