For most of us to this life born, the heart takes no great comfort in its own company but yearns for its completion in another. And so it is that it becomes a hungry hunter and wanders the world in search of its counterpart. The tales told of this human enterprise see no end.
We live in an age with more than its share of sorrow and loneliness, and so it is a goodness and a mercy when two hearts meet, and a greater goodness when they surrender one to the other and declare themselves as bound and joined.
But the sages declare that the happiness of this union is given to us as example and foretaste of a greater bliss which is the perfect Unity of the soul. There is no need to search for this in far and distant realms, for it is the nearest of all things. The soul is here for its own joy, and it abides always in the Great Unity and the mystery of No Other. So it follows, then, that all souls are in truth just one soul. Thus is the simple secret of the ages laid bare for all to see, but alas, there are but few to hear, and fewer still to seek.