Day by Day

Unrelated to the objects around you I did not paint your image in my mind like an idol, in a temple, like a white sheet of paper: without time and place without any image as if nothing. In today's time in the place that is here. I hear the sound of your footsteps on the carpet. I hear the rhythm of your breaths between the time of the clock. I see your face in the light of the solar system's sun... I wander in the space of your truths day by day. Day by day I mingle with your being; as if a turtle on a safe shore mingled with the softness of the sand; in all time in all place brimming with fresh images above the moment true and present my love...