26 September 2012
Tears,
quiet, warm and gentle.
Different than before
when they burned my skin,
gave substance to the shattering that was my heart.
Beyond the questions
of why, how, why, why, why,
and the desperate, futile search
for nonexistent answers.
Feeling rather the awe
of having met again in this life,
recognizing spirit beyond form,
seeing once again a soul
forever connected to my own.
Knowing the connection
started long before,
and will last beyond,
this incarnation.
Love stayed in this life,
yet not over,
never over.
Watching your walk from afar,
nursing the familiar ache of what
can't be,
walking my own path,
aware always of having touched
beauty,
and thankful for
knowing you are there.
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