The Love Story

i could tell you a story about Grandfather Time And how in His infinite Wisdoms aligned

the intricacies of time

like a road for us to place our feet because He wanted

me and You to meet.

But this... this is about Her.

The Universe

Herself.

In all

Her complexity,

chaos,

peace and Beauty.

Has carefully

Woven us right into

The very existence of everything.

Ever.

my heart knew your name

i missed you again last night but this time in my dream. i felt so far away from you despite being all in my mind. i thought back to the lifetimes lived before i met you (or maybe before i met you again in a different lifetime but that’s a different poem for a different time)

i imagine somewhere in that time i knew i missed you,

Before our paths crossed and our stories entwined i felt an ache in my heart, i knew of a love but it was undefined.

A game of hide and seek but,

i couldn’t find you.

Before we met, somewhere in the echoes of fate,

my heart knew your name and it couldn’t quite wait.

i missed you again last night

Moonlit Daydreams

It’s not all sad

tho. i mean the good outweigh the bad.

The waves of emotion? They come and go like the phases of the moon.

And how beautiful is the moon?

i can relate to the moon you know?!?! Not the beautiful part (well maybe sometimes but that’s a different thought) but like how sometimes it gets stuck and has to share the sky with the sun.

i too sometimes feel like i don’t belong.

But then i think about how the moon is still beautiful during the day when it doesn’t belong. (Hmmm. Maybe it was this thought all along)

Golden whispers as the sun wakes up. The sunbeams dance a fun jig while the

sunflowers… well, they’re standing tall with a tilted grin…

all the while Life gossips in beautiful song.

i imagine the trees tell stories during the day and the moon sets the stage for the owls to talk all night long.

And I’m going to be honest. i have never heard a bad story from a tree or an owl. They tend to have the best ones.