The pain not to be whole

You take my hand again

and place it on your heart

and you tell me to listen

to feel

There is a lot of pain

this pain not to be yourself

this pain not to let your flame express

The clouds around your flame

create both the resistance

and the pain

as they friction and clash

The ice is very cold on your skin

The longing to be yourself is deep

And I take your hand and place it on my heart

and there you feel this same pain

this same longing

to grow into my true infinite self

this same need

to be with you

The pain of separation

is the deepest of all

and it prevents us from being ourselves

it prevents us from being true and whole

as there is a hole in our chest