My Beloved Stranger
A brightened enhance, on horizon’s chance
An aurora of hope, in season’s slope
As mother she sways in her gentlest ways
To observe in her swath, life’s blatant wrath
In exposure of dark did you rise and bloom
Carefully carried within nature’s womb.
In lessening morale did you stand to witness
Without judgement or seethe, your eye’s beauty to see
The magic in all and infinite being
Encased by the world of daily run
Do you dampen the boundaries and open all to one
A mass too great in entity to object
A fragmented piece unable to dissect
The detail of whole in a glinted shard
That piercing cuts deep, and rigid and hard
I hope for you, you see my love,
My understanding of this and all above,
And I hope someday the caves let you free
So that you may come running to me.
I hope you see the brilliance, the strength
That emanates from you, and see the effects
The good you have made with all you do.
But more than that I hope you know
Your never a half, you’re always a whole.
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