Ain't Never

I ain’t never gonna leave you, darlin’. How could I? I am you. You are me. That’s plain as day. Oh, sure, a lotta times, it might seem like I’m elsewhere, pissed off, impatient, or whatever, but that’s just dream time, just the mind casting shadows. We can talk about a ‘we,’ but the truth is, there is no we, me, or this or that. I could, just for fun, say there’s an ‘I,’ but the ‘I’ we are talking about here is just a big…as in vast, no boundaries, empty space. Haha, that’s right. Hard to believe, I know, but that’s exactly why I ain’t never gonna leave you. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. There’s no place to go!

So, I guess I’ll just sit here and enjoy the view, listen to the crows and the wind in the trees and my beating heart and be amazed, over and over again, at the nothing that is everything, everything being love, also happiness, also beauty, also fresh-baked sourdough bread with butter and jam. So yeah, I ain’t never leaving.