I dive deep, you fly high.
You see me as unique, enticingly interesting, as a beautiful addition to the web of life. You see me as worthy of a moment of your attention.
I don’t care about what I see. I care about what I feel.
I feel that I belong to you. I sense that, in this moment, you were meant for me, and I was meant for you, that we were chosen by destiny to unite, to merge, to exchange energy and become irreversibly transformed.
I feel you were meant to change me, and I was meant to change you.
And I know we can’t mess with destiny.
So, don’t fly away. Don’t run away from change. Come merge with me.
If you do, I promise, I will hold on to you completely, but just for this moment. Then I will let you go.
Yes, I learnt that you shouldn’t mess with destiny.
And I learnt not to be the unwanted presence, the meddling energy. I learnt how not to be a curse, a calamity.
So for a moment, come. Don’t call me unique, call me special, tell me we belong.
When the moment passes, I will destroy myself, and you can move on.
Spirit of Tara 