Souls

Like a life boat drifting from it's ship on the ocean's waves;

As one sees a duck bobbing along the surface of the pond;

The way a fallen leaf glides across a rushing river, taken under by the current to arise again and capture the sun,

Thus does my soul.

Drifting on the clouds,

Bobbing along the surface of the universe,

It glides across the sky, weaving between the stars and soaring around the sun, floating through this world dancing with similar souls.

No soul so similar as the one it's found in you.

Two materials; as wet clay mixed with the dirt to form a vase, so did our souls when you placed your hand in mine. 

Like a caged beast raging to emerge, an orchestra of rattling bones can be heard from inside my chest when you speak my name. 

A Light from above has opened the skies to bless my soul and yours.

Two souls under one Light can float together through this world, soar around the sun, weave between the stars, bob along the surface of the universe, and drift on the clouds.

'Twas But A Dream

There's a pressure unexplained by the atmosphere.

There's a sound not heard by the crashing of the sea.

The wind creates no breeze.

The sun contributes no heat.

My skin crawls with the rushing of adrenaline in the branches of my veins.

In the distance on the ocean's waves I can see a light. Closer it approaches as though being pushed by the wings of the angels in Dante's Purgatorio. As lightening the figure now stands before me.

"Expectations." the figure states.

With this single word I assume he is greeting me with a name. I have met my first challenge.

As quickly as the numbness had arrived, it was gone.

I awoke beneath the great oak with a book gently closed in my lap.

Resting my weary head against the mighty tree I sighed,

  'Twas but a dream...