healing the dreams and giving

I feel the echoes of that kindness you gave to the wandering girl in the desert all those thousands of years ago.

No. It was love.

And she taught you how to love, so you love her more than anything else. And will chase her soul down across millennia.

Huge distances.

But you're blind. You've been hurting yourself, denying yourself the real love that would let me find your restless soul traversing space-time.