To You


To You. by Walt Whitman


LET us twain walk aside from the rest;

Now we are together privately, do you discard ceremony,

Come! vouchsafe to me what has yet been vouchsafed to none—Tell me the whole story,

Tell me what you would not tell your brother, wife, husband, or physician.


In the car, travelling south along the country as we so often do, I am once more alone with my soul mate, my partner, my love.  It is here I think, while he drives, and sometimes I think and talk.  My soul is a hungry one, it continues to yearn for meaning, to strive for transendence. Most of the time, there is the ordinariness of life to wade through, and it does feel like that, we wade, knee deep in sludge and slurry. And that is why I take the time to think. This is one of those thoughts, how I am made the more whole, by being with my partner.  How he brings myself together. How he made me feel the day we met again, that connectedness is the state I strive for. I am not all I want to be, not all I could be. I am in the best place I know, to keep alert to those opportunities of transcendence.



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