...The Tavern of Her Presence

 
Do you want to be drunk in her presence?
Do you want to be madly in love in her captivating company?
Then, my friend visit the tavern of her presence
Where your empty cup of loneliness would be filled
With a refined wine of her presence
Made not by any creature of the plant kingdom
But by the plant of a human certified by Mother Nature;
Find that tavern where only your unquenchable thirst of liquor
Could be fully satisfied without any remorse;
Search for that living tavern
That would provide you a liquor of inestimable value
A liquor with a cologne of sweetness
That would transform you to a fellow liquor of pleasantness
That would spread this state of drunkenness
To willing and ready cups of our humanity;
Find this tavern to taste the clarity of sobriety
That the ecstasy of purity
Not of impurity
May walk with you as your shadow
Wherever you are
And in whatever you do;
Find this tavern of hers
That adoration
Contemplation
…and compassion
May be restored to you;
Visit the tavern of her indescribable presence
To meet her presence;
In her presence
We the tavern drunk
Are absent and present at the same time;
We live in the now
Where the past and future
Have merged in a marriage of oneness:
The consummation of duality.

©SS (Sam Sung)