Our Path. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

Our path was lonely.
We had to go our separate ways.
Always tied together.
But we could not stay.

You knew when you saw me
what you had to do.
Our journey was painful.
But wonderful too.

With each transformation,
you grew and me too.
The nights were the hardest
but we battled through.

And in the end when we were complete.
with the fire in your veins
and the joy in my sleep,
Our loved reigned and it was so deep.


Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .