Opportunities welcome…
Doors, they close…
Seasons change, memories fade…
But the imprint of a love is eternal;
Binding hearts, bleeding hearts in unison.
Familiar Strangers in life's tapestry,
Weaving a cause yet to be revealed….
And I'm still here, counting stitches,
Licking wounds of a revelations I'm afraid to grasp;
Grasping implies understanding…
And some things are undefined:
Why do souls hurt when they love?
Feel “weak” when I weep?
Cultivated normality where the individual’s left divided;
Hidden, afraid, alone.
Yearning for the nervous embrace of only one
As two souls with apologies,
rebel against the mind's past;
Refusing to become everything they misunderstood;
Betting on the mystery of it all....
Traumas pave the road -Pain its guiding light;
Forging a new direction.
Off the beaten path of past,
On to the beating heart of discovery……..
-Matthew-
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