Summer wrote a letter
Like fear writing a letter
To love
She said
Sunny
I am someone
I think
I want
full range of motion
Somewhere
Everywhere
To be someone
And she wrote
there are things about me that you will never understand
and there are things about you that I will never understand
and still more that the both of us will never understand about ourselves,
& each other together
plus plus
There’s the things I see in you but you don’t see in you
What I don’t see in me but you see in me
This light in me sees the light in you
This light of mine
I’ll let it shine
And still yet this notion, understanding
Yes it’s called “understanding”
A notion atop a norm
A gesture of concern
It means we’re choosing to misunderstand
understanding means we have still yet understood
the thing that is not spoken, cannot be spoken
so don’t get caught up in trying to
understand a concept
explained by another
concept
Just know
The Mystery
A proper noun
The Mystery
In other words
We cannot live as personas
Summer and Sunny
Sunny and Summer
I won’t have it
So don’t understand me,
Please don’t keep me there
I’ll be your stranger
This I promise
Someone
Somewhere
Everywhere,
Summer
//
And Sunny said:
There’s something to clue you in on
Something to demystify
Something someone closest to me knows
and must know
Is that the description called “multifaceted” is not shallow
It’s not many sides, many faces
Facades
It’s that across and between
The skills, interests
Cultures
Contexts
I am living different lives
Someone
Somewhere
Everywhere
In context
Living different lives
In different worlds
I am shapeshifting,
Not someone,
Everyone and
No one
This body here
And that body there
Each of entirely different sensations
Orientations
Different lives and different worlds
A world of many worlds
And yet still, all still
The Mystery
And so maybe the trouble is that,
So close to you,
I share this one side of me
The light in you that sees this side of me
This light in me
So it looks like you, it’s true
Do you need from me my full commitment to this world, your world? Miss somewhere, everywhere
And when it becomes clear that I have my own worlds, many worlds
Worlds you weren’t invited to, does everything fall apart?
These questions beg the question,
The reasons why you weren’t invited.
Somewhere
Everywhere,
Sunny
And Summer replies:
I don’t think what you have is something all too rare or special,
Rather something you have cultivated,
over years and years now
I will not fit into your boxes or frames or concepts,
I cannot live in your World
and the fastest way to
watch me slip away
Is to impress upon me a way
of being…
Nevermind, just be yourself.
You don’t owe me
You know, it’s fear you bring into this house here
What we have is rare and special
Cultivated over years and years now
And Yes, I can do unconditional love.
I’m doing unconditional love
I can’t change you, Sunny
but you change me, Sunny
I don’t need you any different
I just love me
Un-conditional-ly
and
Yeah I’m told we change ourselves to change others
Better yet, they see the change in us and think
Well wouldn’t that be nice
To be like Sunny,
Love,
Summer
/
Summer,
I’ll have what you’re having
I’ll protect your practice
Because the way you love yourself
Is infectious
Endlessly
Shameless
how sexy
That everyone has what everyone wants
From Sunny, Summer
The light in me sees the light in you
And with all beings seeing
from the center of the universe
Galaxies upon galaxies
You’re the eye of the storm
Love,
Someone
Somewhere
Everywhere,
Sunny
/
Sunny,
There’s something still yet clear,
To be understood
To demystify
You see, I see your worlds
How they converge across and upon each other
How they change
In every light of the day
In light of every day
Yes even when you’re with me
Just me
The worlds converge upon worlds
Within you
Within me
Its a fractal translation
Ourselves
Within without and between
Our time together
How trippy
Fractal in the way that
Every this goes with every that
But not all of this goes with all of that
And so on and so forth
Forever
At least half of it is impossible
Yes it’s true, there are parts of me
Worlds beyond understanding
An incommensurable translation
And so
The Mystery
Love like the absence of anything and everything
black the absence of light
So Krishnamurti wrote that love is
Nothing
but someone else would say that is something
Everything, the only thing
But I am water, I am fluid
When I’m here I’m there and when I’m there I’m here
The Beatles said they want her everywhere
Know-ing that love is for share
So Summer said:
I am formless
I’ll take form from those around me,
and so those around me had better be
of sound mind and body,
Sunny
On other hand I am completely formed,
and so in sound mind and body,
I’ll guide others by the light of who they are
You know, nature responds to our thought and feeling
We see her seeing us seeing her and know that we can change
she sees us seeing you seeing her and knows that she can change.
…..
Now from Sunny,
For the love of non-duality
How do you love without attachment
Summer
Are you real
Am I real?
Miss
Someone
Somewhere
Everywhere
And where is the romance there?
Is it a
Surprise
a mystery
The Mystery
Surprise
I might come out tomorrow,
Sunny
/
Then Summer said:
I guess all that’s left is how it feels and even then
You know, this worldly wealth was always a red flag to me
Wealth the baggage of
subscriptions to
A dream of total dreams
From someone somewhere else
It means
You’ll never be just you
I’ll never be just me
It’s a red flag you see
Dreaming dreams of other dreams
For the love of non-duality
It’s clear to me
A fantasy,
Summer
Summer,
The fear
It’s becoming love
Making love
My love
Let it last
Summer loving happened so fast
Summer,
I’m getting dumber
Letting live
Now plain to see
There’s nothing left of me,
I’ll romance the
impermanence
Sweet Summer romance
I see these worlds were not made for peace, happiness
And there is no therefore art thou
be here now
There is no there to be here now
Sweet Summer
I love you,
Sunny
I cherish you,
Sunny
Forever and
Always,
Sunny.
