Come with me, take my hand,
I’ve been meaning to show you….
Somewhere along the riverbed where the water tumbles the loudest and the birds rest their wings. Up in the mountains at the end of the day, when the hillside exhales and blows my breath away. Is you.
It’s pleasant up here at this altitude, that’s why you chose it here. I got the invitation and even though you forgot to sign it, I knew it was yours. I remembered your scent, your lovely scent and anyway, the door was open.
You looked away when I felt the first wave, its weighted emotion trembling thru my body, thru my heart and then my soul. I tasted the colors, felt the sounds, quivered under the heavy and soared beyond the joy. I was right there beside you, your silent partner, your invisible friend, your invited glimpser that not even you could see.
But I did, see. You were not alone.
You are not alone.
When your heart is open,
I promise you,
I can see.