This Connection

These cords cannot be cut,

Some would say that these cords 

do not even exist,

but we know differently...

The connection between us 

is palpable, a thing both felt 

and observed...

Felt in our hearts and souls,

born out in our minds

as a thing which has not 

been corrupted, as if that could even be.

We are one as we were before, yet more

this time in touch and 

more this time in experience...

we continue on and on together.

This connection never getting static,

never getting disconnected again.

 

Take My Hand

Come take my hand, follow me

to the secret places I have hidden

from everyone...

I will show you these things

because our love is strong;

like handprints in cement

our love does not fade;

we loved through the distance,

we loved through the pain,

finding each other still feeling the same,

from when we were broken

a long time ago.

Now, we heal, the pain washing away

like dirt in the rain...

walk with me in the freedom 

of our love for one another...

take my hand and feel me...

interlock my fingers and breathe with me.

Mother's Nature

She saw fit to move us around,

for all the pain it may have caused,

the joy when reunited will wipe 

the pain away, finally.

But never far was mother's nature 

in me...her love and kindness, and

her sadness as well, for the thing

we needed the most was taken 

from us first. 

But, She saw fit as She does, and we, 

moved across the world like notes 

in an opera that had a crescendo

not far from the middle of the story,

so we cherish the time saved.

And She smiled upon us again,

giving us back to each other...

all the love I had to let go

to get to your love, forgotten

like a shadow in the twilight...

now I don't have to translate my soul.

And She knew what she had done

when She put us together

cleaving us out of the same energy,

us experiencing the Universe,

the Universe experiencing itself 

through us, the unbounded Love

which is mothers' nature.

I Dream Because I Can

The time is drawing near,

and I grow excited, eager

and full of anticipation, 

I think ahead to my time with you 

which will fly by as it always does.

I dream of holding your hand,

I dream of hugs at will,

I dream of tousled hair.

And I grow excited...

I'm going to meet my mother.

I'm going to put an end 

to a lifelong mystery,

because I can,

because I should,

because I will.

I, am excited, and I know

you are too.

Into Legend

One day, this love story will be

all that's left of this journey...

our story will pass into legend,

this little journal our footprints;

because we did it, 

and found each other

and the angels will sing of it.

They will gather and celebrate

in the celestial the Ophanim

spinning at the Throne.

The choirs singing to the Glory,

And at the table, and in the assembly

they will tell it;

I followed my blood home...

I found my name and my bloodline

in you...into legend.

Beautiful Thing

Up late again and thinking about you,

all this time, I would have 

given anything to call you before and

then, heard your voice through the phone...

And now, I can, and do talk with you everyday,

my magic phone next to me;

so now you're next to me, and 

I wanted to call you tonight

I knew you wouldn't mind, but

I knew that you'd be sleeping,

so, know that bliss which escapes me...

and when you awake my words will be here

to greet your morning coffee:

he was up last night and missing me,

he sent me a poem or two 

because he was thinking of me,

he loves me...

he loves me...

he loves me...

and now, he knows I love him,

it's a beautiful thing.

All my love coming at you from

every medium, by every platform,

all my love to you,

over the wires,

and through the air, bouncing

off satellites and my

line of sight has you in it's focus...

all my love, 

and it's a beautiful thing.

 

Wasn't That Us?

So, I'm thinking of a past

that never happened...

the child on the playground, 

the pains of adolescence,

the exploration of adulthood, and

all the little things 

I try to let you know,

sharing my life as it was,

but looking at the Now and forever,

and I'm thinking you were there

with me in the great mystery,

wasn't that us? Weren't we there

in all of our longings?

Growing up together...

And as I pass this time 

until I can hold you here,

I can hold you here in my heart,

but one day soon, in my arms.

One day soon... 

all it took was everything,

and hope.

And even though that past didn't happen,

the present is all that matters, because 

Now is all we have, and it's everything.