Cosmic Love

From Part 5: Remembered by Love of What The Silence Gave Me

Photo by NASA Hubble Space Telescope on Unsplash

I searched for love in dearth—
a love to earn, 
a love to cling to,
a love to complete, 
a love etched in numbers.
Oh, I wondered:
Who could ever love me?
The love I found 
in the shadow world 
brought me distortions. 
It forced me to plead, 
to beg, 
to lie in my rawness, 
to be dragged in the dirt, 
to be beaten and shrunken.
 
My soul was entranced 
by broken promises and half-truths. 
Now,
she renounces those lies.
To myself, I turn.
I understand the lessons now— 
I was never meant
for ordinary. 
An ordinary love.
I live it now, 
in its presence: 
a love aligned, 
a love that doesn’t beg, 
that doesn’t chase, 
but one that remembers.
 
A whisper in the silence— 
our souls speak 
the language of remembrance, 
of truth.
Our love moves at the speed of truth. 
Our souls whisper as the body sleeps.
I wait for you in September, 
where we finally meet: 
a union of return 
to where we were always meant to be.

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