One Object worthy of pursuit. The heart and soul remembers - if only dimly, yearning toward reunion.
As one climbs that ladder, lesser life's desires, goals disappear below. Going higher, one lets go of the rung one grabs and leaves the support upon which one stands. Do we chastise the climber who is in the middle of the ladder; or help him to the next step?
One sought truth and was told to seek the happiest man in the world. Years later, after much seeking, he found the very same sender again. He then understood; the object now within reach. To reach, go always toward your heart's desire true.
The goal beyond, the ideal highest, union, reunion Beloved mine. Toward You I place my heart and soul: become the object of the search. Letting go of all stages and supports, I rise, breaking all ideals until finally You are there and I then enter my own door.