How can I love you from purity? How can I love you from presence? How can I love you from spaciousness? How does our Love Grow? How can I love you beyond both words and desire? How can I love you better, whilst longing to be held, cared for and nurtured? How can I love you so you are not overwhelmed by my fire, my needs, my calling, My BeLoved? How can I love you, better, so you are totally free to be totally you? Let us simply water this garden and watch it grow. Song of the Sea by Rainer Maria Rilke Timeless sea breezes, sea-wind of the night: you come for no one; if someone should wake, he must be prepared how to survive you. Timeless sea breezes, that for aeons have blown ancient rocks, you are purest space coming from afar… Oh, how a fruit-bearing fig tree feels your coming high up in the moonlight.