Fields of Joy

It's with great compassion and gratitude,

that I reach out tenderly 

to touch your heart...

Compassion, for that heart 

is precious to me;

for that heartbeat sang me to sleep

in the womb, and now,

I would sing to that heart

that we would find ourselves 

connected, together again 

as it naturally should be. 

Gratitude, well, because 

I have been alone; 

but I am no longer alone.

The greatest thing in the world

was touching you for the first time, 

feeling how real you finally were. 

Knowing that my search had 

finally found you, the pain...

let it go, let it fade away,

those things which haunted me 

in my unending quest, that quest,

now ended, at your feet 

and into your loving arms...

And then, I found that we were 

still one, though the umbilical was cut

long ago as I was stolen,

and circumcised, as a brand of ownership. 

But I defied them all. And in the end,

I found you, and the happiness 

which eluded me for so very long, 

turned our lives around,

left found right, yin found yang,

fireworks in the heavens still explode

and expand, screaming victory in the sky

the mountain, that wasn't high enough,

conquered and in the distance,

left in the past with all the broken things

that don't exist anymore.

The hollow people who tried to distract me,

silenced. The demons who tried to blind me,

shouting danger in my head and ears,

showing me lies in my eyes, exorcised.

The journey, sharpening me like a knife, 

honed, I cut the cords and set myself free.

Because free was the only way I could find you 

as I built my world, reinventing the wheel

because nothing could be trusted.

But now, you are my world...

my world full of fields of joy.

I emerged into the actualization

of a dream that I now live.

My gratitude to the universe, or God,

or whatever The Great Existential Mind is,

I am humbled and smiling, and so very thankful.