Isn’t it enough to think that He is somewhere there, out in a beautiful world, alive, content and pleased with His existence?
Isn’t it enough to live with the abstract feeling of His presence with no chance of physical intersection?
Is it a need to pertain, to “have” and poses in order to love and feel loved?
Or is it rather a form in which our ego understands the meaning of being in love?
What if we can get to the ultimate gratefulness and bliss with just the simple certainty of the other’s existence?
What if there is only the division of mind that separates us from our soul mates?