It’s a match made in heaven, this cosmos and I.
We delight in each other’s benevolent grace.
Unbeknownst to no one, I’m engaged to pure fun
And my life is worth loving and living ‘til done.
There is more time for rhyming with leather and lace.
If I could, without wings, I would take off and fly.
If I but allow it, I will feel all the love
That flows to me and through me and makes myself whole.
When I love myself first, then my cosmos responds
Often instantly. This surely strengthens our bonds.
Our relationship is such that we are one soul.
There is heaven between us as well as above.
My dear universe sees me when I am unseen
In my own separation from what it knows well.
I am loved by this universe and understood.
When I’m out of alignment, my silly thoughts could
Cast upon me some cheap psychological spell.
My soulmate is the universe with heart serene.