Connection

We finish sentences, we think alike,

we have the same time conditioned fears

about each other...for instance

that we would never see one another

in this life. And so it would be, except

there is this connection, 

which turned into a drive, that dreams 

were not enough for us, so we fought

together from the opposite angles,

her on the inside and me outside;

all the while, working the circles

to finding us, whatever that would be...

You drew me out, and kept me coming,

I kept fighting to find you,

dead ends and circles be damned.

So, eventually, I searched for you 

with what you gave me 

to find my way home; 

and I followed my blood to you,

our DNA, my roadmap to you,

my greatest hope in the face 

of the years of failure, confusion 

and frustration...

But I was driven by this connection,

my thoughts and feelings focused 

on the mystery of my origen 

and I took all the pieces I had gathered

and after all this time, was finally able 

to make a picture that led me to you.

So, as I always have, I trust this connection,

because it is something I have relied on 

and it has not failed me, to the contrary,

it led me here to you, and I found you 

happily waiting after all this time...

the connection strengthened for the testing.

The pieces put together and the picture is us.