The Storm
I always thought that we'd be together united as one for all eternity forever hand in hand soulmates, soaring in the see through the heavens, feeling the gentle warm kiss of the Sun on our faces and the cool soothing caress of the moon on our backs
at peace and in love
one day without warning are sky suddenly darkened its hue and electricity filled the air
lightning and thunder stormed there menacing selfs through our once peaceful skies and from nowhere it came
a single bolt of lightning White Lightning that was to become the catalyst of our fate
it struck us apart, wounding ever so deeply, not only our souls but splitting or entwined hearts in two
in the pain and confusion our hands are separated
and like inexperienced lovers we reached out for each other with no light to guide us
my hands frantic, afraid and desperate for yours
Your hands? I felt them ever so briefly like feathers as your fingertips brushed mine
hoping to find what we sought searching anxiously for a hold instead there was nothing to grasp accept the dark still air
all we wanted was to be as we were but this was not meant to be
Oh My Love all the gods in the heavens heard my anguish and pain filled screams as a plummeted to the cold dark planet below alone
startled and frightened by the visit illusions haunting my dreams I sometime later awoke
opening my eyes ready to confront this unknown yet I could not see without the strength of your love I was simply blinded
searching you out I crawled in my misery across infinite measures of that cursed barren dirt
time truly had stopped for me now A mere second seemed to last forever and I am quite certain that all time since the creation passed me by with every move I made all that seemed to make my heart continue to beat in its torn and ravaged state was my deep aching need for you but what was left of my being after that cruel and uninvited storm was merely a shell of all that you loved
only you have the power to heal me to make me whole again I must find you I must keep moving forward however lonely and painful the strife maybe for we must be together once again as one, for that is how we are destined to be, soaring endlessly through the heavens soulmates hand in hand. The Sun kissing our faces in the moon caressing our backs
Copyright © Tom Evje | Year Posted 2015
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