The Wind
The sweep, the rush
The wind of your presence in my life.
You came with such clarity,
and without purpose.
With intense grace, without a plan.
And now I am carried away in the gusts,
No, building driving wind of your love.
The earth shakes, the world changes,
But you are still clear, pure,
transparently honest to me, and I to you.
The mist, the hint of a shadow,
creeping between us,
I will resist with my entire being.
Never have I had such a connection,
and never again will I seek it.
For with you I am complete,
alive within all of my being.
My hands, my heart, my mind,
are yours to treasure or
dash on the cliffs of love unfulfilled.
