In this game of illusion did anyone really love you?
Was anyone really there?
Or you just thought so to forget yourself?
As if who you are did not really matter , only others in their passages of coming and going of wanting and taking of abandoning and betraying
Did you ever love your movement your breath your heart beat?
Expecting the other to see you
This is the ocean of truth and you swimming
the sun is shinning the day is new there is no other
Only the ocean …
Thank Gaia 