I will meet you
When you have fallen
Down there in the dark
I won’t try and pull you up
Or change anything
I will simply sit in silence with you
And listen to the empty fullness
Underneath the eternal sky
If words arise they will be met
With the kind of presence that heals
A presence that has no ownership

When there is no attempt to change anything
But instead there is a meeting in the deepest presence
Things change by themselves
Such is the mystery of the deep.

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