I Told You

I Told You is a spoken meditation and devotional love poem,
part of the album Bálsamo.

A remembrance of inseparability.

This piece dissolves the idea of distance—between lovers, between self and other, between the human and the divine—revealing love as a single, continuous field of existence.
It speaks from the place where union is not promised, but recognized as already true.

Through images of nature, breath, polarity, cycles, and creation itself, I Told You invites the listener to rest in the knowing that nothing has ever been apart, and nothing can be lost.

An offering for moments of deep connection, surrender, and overwhelming love—
where devotion becomes presence,
and love remembers itself
as eternal, infinite, and always here.

Rosemary Merán: Lyrics and vocals
James Boag: Vocals
Juan Dahik: Music

Transcript

I told you that I would be with you always, Never leave you. I meant it. There is not a single separate moment between you and me. I could never be away from you and you. You could never be apart from me. You are in me as I am in you. We are the eternal sound echoing through time and space, Conceiving new galaxies and universes, A mirror for a seemingly dual communion, Belonging only and always to one reality. We, Though real and immortal, A single field of existence, Expansive. We are that otherness, A divine contradiction, Complete, Whole in our polarity, Breathing each other anew, Exhaling one another as infinite form and potential. The breeze playing with your hair, It is me and you together. The moon, The sun, The gray and blue sky, The dark of night and every star near or far, The waves enraged and calm, The seashells, The sand, The soil, Your beautiful feet in each of your steps, Your hands extended, Your arms embracing, Your silent radiant smile, You and me, All is simply you and me. We are nearer still, Nearer to one another, Deeper than bone and marrow, Closer than tongue and word, Joined like the corners of our parted lips engaged with the wind. We, Inside each other, Existing as the experience of reaching and seeking and asking ourselves for ourselves. My dear, My love, Can you see our togetherness spiraling upwards and downwards in all directions? You, Me, Us, Our essence merging further, Never apart, Expanding beyond conceptions, Beyond limitations that we create to break free of what no longer wants to be, A vortex of experiences and life. You, Me, In our magnificence, Creating worlds for us to dance upon, Worlds that we sustain, Destroy, Then recreate for our pleasure, For our delight, From our insatiable longing to be one in many, The one in many. Our multicolored play, The concealed playground of our laughter and joy, The experience of ourselves in myriads of forms, In all that is possible and impossible, Tangible and not, To meet endlessly inside the vast, Over and over, A sweet surrender and devotion. We are the interminable, Uncontainable ecstasy of being, The infinite current of light recognizing itself in us. We, An endless gathering, Circulating, Inhabiting the flesh, Enlightening the dense, Persistent dark that is also us, Disguised, Hiding, Finding one another as the sacred, Secret, Silent one. You and me. You and me. The cycles, The seasons, The empty spaces, The wheel turning, Light and dark, Moist and dry, Infinite truth, Infinite love, Infinite bless. The dream, Our dream, The awakening, Our awakening, As fire, Earth, Water, Wind, And space. We, Disheveled and composed, Everything love, Everything. You in me, Me eternally in you, Above, Below, And beyond, After and before, Always. And can you see now? I told you that I would always, Never leave you.