I emerge from the barren desert…weakened but somehow stronger.
You, Beloved, reach for my hand…lending me your strength.
You pull me up and out of the desolate wilderness…back into the world.
I am relieved to finally see your face…
I am hungry and I am tired…I am thirsty, hot and weak.
But that is my body…for my soul has grown strong and more sure of it’s true self.
I was never alone in my solitude and darkness…you were always there as my companion… you, Beloved, are me…and I am you.
Your divine presence is always within and always around me.
I may not always know where I am going…but everywhere that I look… I see you, feel you, or know you have been there.
And for those times when you seem to be distant…I don’t fear abandonment…for I know you will soon return to my memory.
How did I exist before knowing your love?