Eight years ago today we sat across from one another, weary minds wandering far from designated topic of discussion, hearts pounding in symphonic waves of synchronicity.
Aching from hell of a separation endured in daily proximity, for one brief eternity we shed pretense and existed in the perfection of presence.
So beautiful, twin souls rising, then converging and merging into one, as we are meant to be, serving side by side and learning not to hide light emerging from within.
Found, full of everything, we twirled ‘round far star and became a bridge stretched above all things. Impossible to find point where I ended, where you began. Across conference table
That day, our souls melded. and the color of our lives blended. Our hearts became one flame indistinguishable, its searing white heat branding us with imprint of the other.
So beautiful, twin souls rising, then converging and merging into one, as we are meant to be, serving side by side and learning not to hide light emerging from within.
Another November now. I mourn your absence, await the fulfillment of promise greater than all that would divide us, for unity remains true st, highest calling.
I beseech you: find light in my eyes, remember. Reach across horizons, obstacles, what seems impossible. Find me there still a part of your heart, and you, here, one with me.
Sadness and longing paint this beautiful poem. Nice job!!
Take care,
Sherry
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on November 18, 2004
Dawn, a truly, deeply, inspiring, heartfelt composition, which clearly illustrates the unnecessary pain and suffering, one goes through because of separation. Yet there is light at the end of the tunnel for those willing to recall the magnificence shared in such a wondrous and loving relationship that could spawn something as beautiful as this is. Thank you for sharing it. Take care and be well.
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*tears* felt this one--well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :(
A lovely piece!
Love Tinka
Take care,
Sherry
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Moving beyond belief.
Ty Dawn, Dani