People ask me
Why I chose you
Why—in spite of the
Many choices
Out there—
It had to boil down to
You
You who they could not
Pin down
You who they could not
Understand
You who they could not
Fully see.
And I, too, wonder
Sometimes
Why—in spite of the
Many choices
Out there—
It had to boil down to
You
Just you.
It is then when
My heart speaks to me
In a language that I had
Almost forgotten
But understood
Perfectly well
That night we saw each other
After hundreds of buried dreams,
After thousands of moons.
It tells me to remember
The joy of recognition—
The serenity of knowing
That the soul has found
Its peace,
Its love,
Its home.
It reminds me to look back
On that night
When I sought out my
Future
And saw it shining
In your eyes.
It sings to me
The melodies of your soul,
The tunes that travel
Out through your hands
And into my heart—
Holding me,
Caressing me,
Healing me.
My heart knows
What my mind sometimes
Forgets—
That in the silence of the
Night,
In the stillness of my
Soul,
My life is most at peace
When you are in it.
Because when my soul
Searched the earth
To find a home
It decided to be born
On the same day as yours.
Because when I first cried out
To the Universe
And asked to be led
To the one,
All roads led me
To you.
Because when I strayed and insisted
On finding my own way
I was led back to the place
Where I would find
You.
Because when I asked the Heavens
For just one more miracle
It shone the light
On your face
And told me to come home
To you.
Only you.
So now when people ask me
Why it had to be you,
I will tell them
To look back
To a time
When they believed in dreams
When they believed in miracles
When they believed in Heaven
And they will understand
That they will never fully understand
The inner workings of the soul
But they will know what it means
When it’s their own time
To find love,
To find peace,
To come home
To The One.
Why I chose you
Why—in spite of the
Many choices
Out there—
It had to boil down to
You
You who they could not
Pin down
You who they could not
Understand
You who they could not
Fully see.
And I, too, wonder
Sometimes
Why—in spite of the
Many choices
Out there—
It had to boil down to
You
Just you.
It is then when
My heart speaks to me
In a language that I had
Almost forgotten
But understood
Perfectly well
That night we saw each other
After hundreds of buried dreams,
After thousands of moons.
It tells me to remember
The joy of recognition—
The serenity of knowing
That the soul has found
Its peace,
Its love,
Its home.
It reminds me to look back
On that night
When I sought out my
Future
And saw it shining
In your eyes.
It sings to me
The melodies of your soul,
The tunes that travel
Out through your hands
And into my heart—
Holding me,
Caressing me,
Healing me.
My heart knows
What my mind sometimes
Forgets—
That in the silence of the
Night,
In the stillness of my
Soul,
My life is most at peace
When you are in it.
Because when my soul
Searched the earth
To find a home
It decided to be born
On the same day as yours.
Because when I first cried out
To the Universe
And asked to be led
To the one,
All roads led me
To you.
Because when I strayed and insisted
On finding my own way
I was led back to the place
Where I would find
You.
Because when I asked the Heavens
For just one more miracle
It shone the light
On your face
And told me to come home
To you.
Only you.
So now when people ask me
Why it had to be you,
I will tell them
To look back
To a time
When they believed in dreams
When they believed in miracles
When they believed in Heaven
And they will understand
That they will never fully understand
The inner workings of the soul
But they will know what it means
When it’s their own time
To find love,
To find peace,
To come home
To The One.
reading this again now feels really awful.
1 comment:
How i wish he took this seriously.:( Its beautiful ching.
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