Death Unveiled

Most often, you must join me on this side in order to realize there is no you, no me.    
   
We are but perfect energy contracting and expanding, simultaneously, always.    
   
From the other side,    
this message of love    
a mere mirror.    
   
You mourn a loss. I cry as well, for I am you.    
As you are consoled, I , too, am comforted.    
I rejoice and soak in the revelation:    
All is one. And it is well.    
And, though you may not yet know it, you celebrate as you marinate, too.    
   
R.