Eternal

Before the sun warmed the earth
You were the warmth in me.
Before the moon bathed in the oceans.
You were immersed in me.
Before the lion was king of the jungle
You were the animal in me.
Before humans conquered the skies.
You were my wings and helped me fly.
Before the first gardener planted a seed.
You were taking root in me.
Before structures of stone were built by hand
You were the tower I lived within.
Before the first touch of skin
You were touching me.
Before the first cry for help
You were there for me.
Before love songs were written
You were my melody.
Before stories and rhymes
You were poetry to me.

After the darkening sun
You will still be the warmth in me
After the oceans dry up
You will still be swimming in me.
After the last animal leaves the earth
You will still roar within me.
After the last plane lands one final time
You will still hold the secret of flight.
After the last tree withers and dies.
You will still be rooted in me.
After the last buildings crumbles like sand.
You will be the castle I live within.
After the very last touch
You will cover me.
After the last cry is muted.
You will be there with me.
After the last song is sung
You will sing with me.
After the last story is told
We will still have a tale to tell.

From the beginning to the end
From before everything to after.
From the moon to the earth
From love to disaster
You are always with me
You are me, my twin flame.
We burn from the first
We burn until the last.
We are always this moment
We are always eternal
We do not have a start.
We will not have an end.
We have never been apart
Time and space do not exist to us.
You are the breath within
I am the breath without.
Separation does not happen
We simply exist as one.

Everything she sought.

She could not walk another mile, 

She couldn't walk another inch.

No one warned her it would be so hard.

Or that her shoes would start to pinch.

She laid her shoes upon the grass

To give her feet some ease

Took out her heart to lay at the side

And she fell down to her knees. 

The shoes they sat there 

And her feet indeed felt better. 

The heart it flopped there beating

Making the grass just red, and wetter.

The problems of the heart, it seems

Are complex, unlike feet.

Maybe we should take more care

Whom we let our poor hearts meet.

If she put the shoes back on, keep walking.

Could she rise above it all? 

Or watch her heart until it stopped

And answer oblivion's call.

Until this day she'd listened hard

To all the guidance given.

She held the space and loved him daily

Thinking that she was living.

She wondered could she leave it

On the bloody sodden ground

And if she did, she pondered

Would it matter if it was found?

No one could trample it more

Than it had already been,

No one could show it pain 

Like it had already seen.

She had not been a worthy vessel

She was not able and she knew now

To carry all the lessons

She simply did not know how.

Powerless she was. Hopeless.

Lost in the dark mire of this single thought

That never was she good enough.

For everything she sought