Kindred in the World of His and Hers

Follow along the thin bone of my jaw;
with the same fingertip that discovered my soul-
Oh I can feel your lips; Feel your breath upon my neck,
Did I ever tell you?
Did I tell you, that when I am with you,
I feel complete; Completely whole?

With no other; Not in this world is there another,
that allows me to calibrate my own heartbeat-
Experience the sound of morning; Each and every one,
as though I had been birthed, within the juices of innocence,
just as night fell on the previous evening’s horizon-
As though I’d opened my eyes for the first time, and there;
There you were, swirling carefree in the coral misty air

It was a tiring, and trying journey, but today,
today I have found peace. Peace at last-
Oh the search; The seemingly endless search, for
the spirit in which I yearned for; Needed ever so badly-
Never did I rest- In sleep, or in alertness-
In the warm light of day; or the bleak deep darkness of night-
This trek I’ve accomplished; Accompanied by freedom;
Like a raven in highest flight

Today; Today I’ll rest; Oh I surely will-
Here I’ll stay surrounded by and in the essence of nature-
Human and animal kind alike- but all in the spirit;
Kindred, as in the world of his and hers

© Lisa Hilbers