I could write of love for the rest of my days with your soul in mine, a combined light revealing new ways, and His grace lacing the glow – seamless, stitchless, healing to whole – but love and light is what I’ve written all along; perhaps that’s the path that led you home to my arms.
Oaths unspoken,
wordless vows,
our mutual love
could never be spelled,
no linguistic language
to transcribe these feelings
when souls communicate
in spiritual understandings,
silent exchanges
through touch and glances,
in light and irises,
we commune, begin
our dance.
If I offered you my hand, would you walk with me, leisurely toward dreams sunsetting upon the sea?
If I shared what’s in my shell, let you hear the whispers, would you heart-preserve them among your dearest treasures?
If I stopped and turned and looked into your eyes, would I find there what I’ve been searching for all of my life?
If I were brave enough to let that gaze linger, would you be brave enough to close the distance even further?
If you kissed me, would you be able to surrender, to allow me to turn the key and make you mine forever,
not by locking, but by releasing, freeing the love you’ve been deep-freezing,
to feel directly the flutter of mine, the wings I have grounded indefinitely from flying?
And if they combined, these lights in our souls, would you regret not having the time for closure with your shadows?
If our union ends up to be the origin of love, would this moment be perfect enough for the first page of our album?
Would you fall each day deeper in love with me; would our love grow until it lifts us into eternity?
I suppose if you don’t know all of this now, I’d still like to walk with you awhile, and if you already know all of this now, you should know these feelings in me I could never disavow.
As you reach for my hand even though none of this I have said aloud, I feel the universe shift and know I have been finally found.
Between my fingers, I slowly twirl the way I’ve done before, white petals like the pinwheel that may in turn propel my heart and set in motion in the universe the dreams I’ve protectively harbored, but now I realize, those dreams have been all granted by the stars, so the only thing that fades in the mist of heaven’s clouds is my grip on hope for I can release the hold now that I have been delivered to your arms.
Each moment I gently hold so tenderly, each for a separate still-life eternity, seal in a crystal tear of joy, baubles of my heart hung in the field, suncatchers upon the Tree of Life, and I kneel and feel the kiss on my bowed head from the Light, and my Father whispers, “It is what I have always wanted for you, my sweet child.” I rise and return to the heaven of your love, and just for today, for us, time slows down…
Cocooned in the soft morning light of my love, draped in the barely-pink lip brushes of my touch, comfortably cradled in complete and mutual trust, stay awhile longer in the bliss of us…