Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Pause

The cosmos holds a breath in


The thought of you takes form

From random atoms circling

To substance soft and warm

Years down the path’s trajectory

We’re destined to become

Legendary icons of love

If strings of time and space strum

At the moment when fate and faith

Merge and elegantly fold

Together, as if our hands meet

In synchronicity, I’m told.

The crystal balls, the scrying mirrors

Each form of divination

Speaks the promise for our future:

All passion and elation.

But for now, I wait, I pause, I watch

Alert to telltale signs, will do

Managing my days of quiet

Until the Universe brings me you.

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