Words were all they had started with,
Vibe at a different level they could.
Words were all they had sent out,
But what came back were energies only they understood.
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When I write, I vent my thoughts. When I write, I express the world I have in my head. When I write, is when I realize who I really am. A living story.)
All They Had
Words were all they had started with,
Vibe at a different level they could.
Words were all they had sent out,
But what came back were energies only they understood.
None can define how it all started,
Where the universe itself was a mystery.
All they knew was that it was beautiful,
The sheer repeat of history.
Bond of a lifetime was made,
At the threshold of a fruitful end.
Bond of two awakened souls was created,
To hearts, tidings of new lives were intimidated.
Future was none of their interest,
The present was all they had.
Their pasts, though witnesses,
To the synchronicity only they could manifest.
Grateful for each others' presence,
Ultimate joy was what they underwent.
Their encounter couldn't have just a coincidence,
A beautiful saga, the heaven above had especially penned.