The you that lingers in the background
but when I light the candles
you flicker up.
Who are the you that fills my soul?
The you what when I open the curtains
and see the beauty outside
fills my heart with immense gratitude
Who are the you that wants to call out when you see a full moon?
The you that stops my body from moving
just to stare at the moon a bit longer
so that you can speak to it.
Who are the you that I love so dearly?
The you that I want to nurture my connection with.
The you is me
The you is my truth
The you is my essence in the silent space.
– Gretha Cronje