To the One

We find the moment where we look, and in you I see a lifetime.

Parts of mountain springs meet parts of ocean waves in the space where I’ve found you. In the cool air the Sun shines brightest where you are, and in the place we meet the stars attest their promise of moments yet to come. Our human minds may waiver the moment we offer prayers to our future, but the truth remains the same. Love falters not in the promise, but in the absence of the present that it guides us to.

Moments stand prepared to sacrifice themselves to the human endeavor, yet in the flesh we find the essence of the Divinity that gave us life. In the touch of your hand I’ve found the recklessness of my youth and the spirit of my wise, old self. I can get lost in the eyes of a woman who was always my destination, who was always the promise that kept me alive. Through the darkness of certain times I’d wish for you, and in the light of my beating heart I have found you.

Forget nothing of the past that brought you to me, but relive none of it in the moments that we share. Remember the truth of your struggle was not the struggle itself. Remember the victory was never in the falls that we’ve sustained. Remember that the day was never meant to know itself through the night, but rather offer a promise of rebirth to those who survive the darkness.  Remember, and know that when you hear my heart beating in my chest that is was never the silence that kept it beating. It was always the promise that one day you would hear it.

I need no vindication for my truth. I need no agreement in what I know. In the sand I see your footprints, and offer gratitude for the sight. In the breeze I hear your voice, and I offer thanks for bumps that have been raised upon my skin. In the Sun I see your smile, and it is that moment that I hear the echoes form to form one song. That song is you. That song is me. Together, we make quite a wonderful harmony.

We can always see demons in what may be.  There is no certainty in “someday”, a moment in time that we may never live to see. Here is a truth, one uttered in the pages of the story we shall write together. That promise is that when the fear arises and the demon voices come, you will not be alone. When your shield has splinted and your sword and been dulled to the hilt, you will find sanctuary by my side. When your legs are unsteady and you arms can lift no more, know that I will carry you.

What I have learned in life has led me to this moment. That is how I rise so sure of what I feel. What I have experienced in my journey has made me so sure of the ground on which I stand. From the mist of slumber I have awoken to the dream. What a wonderful morning Sun.

To the One, may forever be known in the moment when we kiss.