It took me too long to realize you were my friend. Little did I know a good spell had been cast which linked our hearts together. I was the benefactor of your existence and could ask for nothing more when I was in your presence. In some mysterious way, you fed my spirit with wholeness. We never needed words. In your silence, I received all your care and happiness. Beautifully, you are rooted to this Earth, yet, reach out to heaven and serve as a magnificent example for others. Under the sun, we lived as one and quietly exchanged vibrations of peace and pure joy.
Trying hard not to let it show, I yell out to you inside my head, “You were my friend! You were my friend!”
Thinking back, I reflect on the incredible fortune I possessed by having you near me. I thank the force which made your companionship so easy to find and your positive energy so easy to take. Nowadays when I pass you by, I endure a knot in my throat and hold back tears. Trying hard not to let it show, I yell out to you inside my head, “You were my friend! You were my friend!” I ask myself where the road turned which separated us. I blindly sacrificed our bond for things I considered more important. I left you behind for a race of ego because, somehow, I joined forces with fear and adopted the illusion of imminent self-destruction. I had a mission to survive my false illusions, and, in the process, became insanely insensitive to your eternal significance. Honestly and painfully, I forgot about you and, in doing so, forgot what I was meant to be.
As the grace of life would have it, one day, as I passed you by, I was touched by the golden light of remembrance and uncovered the truth and miracle of your existence. I was given a vision of the powerful wonder and magic I had lost. In dark contrast, the life I chose over you depends on frail measures of success and triumph. As long as I perceive that I could never have enough, be enough, I live in miserable poverty. By your side, I was wealthy and life was timeless. I had no inclination to linger in the past or future. You gave me the power to be happy effortlessly. Now I see I need nothing more. Therefore, tree of nature, tree of life, restore me to my former, higher self and mend the limbs of friendship I carelessly broke so long ago so I may, once again, be at one with the leaves of peace, truth, and joy, at one with Earth, at one with you.
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