What do I owe this pleasure?
To see you
Right here
Again.
I walk now alongside you, admiring your stride,
Your determined gait pushing into your future.
I’d tell you now, as I wished you’d heard then -
Slow down,
You are safe
Always.
I marvel, through shared eyes, together in step,
Divided decades that divinely collide.
Regret of lost youth, disappeared -
Beside you
In this moment
Of time.
Swept forward, transported back, and opened within,
Surprised, yet not by this elusive encounter.
In stride with your untethered stress -
I reach out
Grab your hand
Your heart.
I awe at your determined pace and the awakening ahead,
Where time splits open, forcing the present into full view.
Do you notice your bright light?
Steadfast forged radiance, wavering only slightly
In the brisk wind of chance and uncertainty.
I whisper into your kindred spirit -
We are still
Becoming
Me.
