When I was the stream, when I was
the

forest,when I was still the field,

when I was every hoof, foot,

fin
and wing, when I was the sky itself,

No one ever asked me did I have a
purpose, no one

ever wondered was there anything I might need,

for there was
nothing

I could not

love.

It was when I left all we once were
that

the agony began, the fear and questions came,

and I wept, I wept. Tears

I had never known

before.

So I returned to the river, I
returned to

the mountains. I asked for their hand in marriage.

I begged, I begged to wed every object

and every creature.
                      
And when they accepted,

                 God was
ever present in my arms.

         And God did not say, Where have you been?

                   For then
I knew my soul                                                     - every soul
                                    - had always                       
                              -held God.
 

~Meister Eckhart