The Journey
I am your allegory.
You are my story.
You are the flame, the twin.
My mate, my fate.
I crave the day to see you one day.
I crave for us to walk our way finally.
As one, so bright and shining like this glorious sunlight.
My heart is a vapor to just only your whisper.
123, can you feel me?
Our love should be forbidden.
It goes against all modern conventions.
The beliefs once had held such strong conventions.
Yet, with our first interactions
It became a volatile reaction.
The synchronicities are hidden but calling us to follow.
Each in our passion.
Each in our path.
I am overwhelmed but bound by the divine's designed path.
You were the chaser; I was the runner.
But roles reversed.
It felt like some sick curse.
It was some sick joke that left the gallery.
I can't even breathe.
Here I am, standing back and waiting.
We are both on separate journeys.
Secretly in the back, along with our destiny.
It is to make us strong and find the way to independence.
Before, I had to admit. I had deep co-dependence.
Past lives reincarnated.
To find each other, to be one with another.
I value this journey; God put it before me.
For me, there were hard lessons learned.
I was stubbornly waiting when I needed to be patient.
I had to stop my forgetfulness and have more understanding.
More patience and acceptance of the proper flow of life.
No controlling, slick games, or dealing with my own created strife.
We all have a choice; No one said I had to be your wife.
Once upon a time, my heart was burned, but now it's turned into this new shiny green light.
I have gained so much insight.
No more flight or fright.
No more heartache or headaches
I have a profound understanding.
This was what my highest self was demanding.
I stand firm, not longing as I once did before.
I know one day we will be two cups once more.
Surprising ways to meet people. Such encounters are fated to awaken the soul and stir up emotions you long forgot and didn't people with deal with before. It's a bittersweet pill to challenge and help us, not hurt us. It will pull out your truth, your passion, and your inspiration. It is a beautiful thing to face our truth in the mirror and say I do want more. I call this the ascending journey.
Take Care. ????
Copyright © Dena Brown | Year Posted 2024
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