Have I walked this way before?
Do I know whether I’m coming or going?
It does not matter.
All that matters is the ecstasy.
All that matters is the breath.
All that matters is the love flowing through this moment.
At this moment. And the next.
I do not need to know whether I am coming or going.
I do not need to know whether these are my footsteps or those of somebody else.
I do not need to know anything.
I only need to know love.