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Paradise Has Two Sides

So many think
- If there at all -
Paradise is someplace further away
Than their first thought on being born,
Than the thought that will ride out
On their last breath, 
More distant than the last star
At the edge of Eternity;
Distant as the bell-sound that rung
When light burst forth from blackness.

  Because I have learnt to love,
  Love deeply, to the level of each cell,
  I know that Paradise is really   
  So close you cannot see it,
  Like your own eyelash,
  Or the whisperthunder
  Of your blood moving through your veins.

Moreover, Paradise has two sides.

If you have a Beloved, it is easy.
You can visit every night.
You can share directly the You side, the They side.

To travel to the You side,
Turn in bed and spoon them tightly as you can,
Bring every surface into contact, head to toe,
Then concentrate on the warmth, the vibrancy
That flows from them to you;
Savor every breath, as it rises and falls,
Feel the singing life that joys to share itself with yours -
Do this, then tell me Paradise is not yours every night.

     To travel to the They side,
     Flip over, and let them do the same.
     Do this, then tell me Paradise doesn't have two sides.

     And if you do, 
     I'll laugh,
     Then pray for you, my friend.

Of course, not all of us have,
Or have lost,
Our Beloveds.
And for these the way is harder, yes-
But still there is a Beloved
Who waits with patience for us all;
With them, too,
Paradise has two sides.

Go to the seaside
Or deep into the forest
Or any place you can feel alone
In the vastness of the world;
Then  quietly wait,
- Not expecting anything-
And in time that Great Beloved will come to you
In a rush of wind,
A sigh of waves,
Even a drop of rain-
And you will find you have never been really alone
Even when you most thought you were,
For all of this is part of you,
And you are part of all of this.
The boundaries are illusions;
With all Beloveds, none can say
Where one begins and the other ends -
They are one; always have been.

     Turn to the You side,
     And feel yourself flow into the Infinite.
     Turn to the They side,
     And feel the Infinite flow into you.

Do this, tell me Paradise lacks two sides,
And I'll laugh,
And pray...

For Oh Yes, my Brothers and Sisters,
There is pain and disappointment along this way.
The way is dim and full of confusion,
So often we stumble and slip into Hell -
But just because Hell exists doesn't negate Paradise;
It doesn't mean Paradise isn't 
At the tips of our fingers,
Just unseen -
Waiting to turn its They side to us,
Waiting for us to turn our You side to It.

     Paradise has two sides.
     Remember this, and turn.
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