Transcendance and Translation

Before you were born, I floated within you
Before you could talk, I spoke to your heart, soul and mind
Before you had learned to love fully, I fully loved you
I have helped shape the mountains to your footsteps
The clay to your hand
As you mold your world to fit your spirit
I gave voice to the inner thoughts of the trees and the rocks
Translating as your hand touched, crossing over
Transcending and descending to your deepest parts
The oceans are nothing compared to the tears I have shed for you
The deserts are cold compared to the fire I feel for you
The heart of the earth is a beating thing
The magma its blood
What pain have I endured for you, my One, my Only
What cutting, destruction, and poisons do I suffer for love of you
What burning agonizing bliss, what fiery possessive passion
For you, you, are the culmination of all my eons
And for you, inside you, will I live