Et in Arcadia Ego

I was dead, I became alive; I was weeping, I am filled with joy;

The power of Love came to me and I have become that everlasting, infinite power.

My spirit is satiated, my soul is bold.

I have the heart of a lion, and I am as bright as the morning star

(Rūmī)

Bleak and chilly mountains.

Imaginary realm of perfect bliss.

The natural perfection of the environment, as it is.

The natural limitations of human life, as it is.

Coexisting, here and now.

All of us sharing our own nature.

Being, without doing anything.

Letting that, that I am not, die.

Letting that, that I am, be.

Meeting naturally, in nature.

Not who I think I am, but that I am.

In nature, with nature.

Being Love in Love.

Where we are all but one.

We are all one.

One with it all.

In everlasting love.

Where the joys and sorrows complement each other.

Naturally and inevitably.

In Love.

As day and night in the life of nature.

Death frustrated by love.

Love frustrated by death.

Unsurpassable bliss.

Enjoyed in eternity.

Unattainable with limitations.

Yet enduringly alive in the memory.

Bygone happiness.

Bygone limitations.

Welcoming unconditional Love.

Welcoming the limitless.

Finding true Love within.

Finding thee within.

Living the limitless life.

Living the eternal life.

And even in Arcadia, there I am.

Yo lo Creo/

I believe so and so it is