Returned to the Ocean

Returned to the Ocean
 
I live alone but seldom feel lonely.
When I do, I allow my solitude
 
to remind me of the eternal aloneness
and infinite loneliness of God
 
Who created me as His companion.
I haven’t changed much in the last few years.
 
I’ve only become more myself, believing,
at long last, that I am and always have been
 
precisely the way God has ordained me to be –
a curiously structured, affectionally ragtag
 
element of His great scheme of things.
Feeling more and more His hand upon me,
 
His existence within me, my only comfort
in the otherwise absolute emptiness of the Void.
 
O child of God, existence is a river and unremittingly
you are being returned to the Ocean from which you came.