That made me dismiss artery blockage and cholesterol.
I believe in soul mates because I found one.
I first saw you not with my eyes,But with my spirit.
Your bit of StarGlass
seemed to melt into
My MoonLight.
In one infitesimally small moment,
Something of such weighty significance
Happened on me, I was instantly and indefinitely
Changed. I became the happiest of prisoners.
I fell into the disarming expansiveness of your smile,
Where, in a blink, Everything vanishes from my eyes but yours.
Moulded into my mind is you,
How you looked at me sleepily
And caressed my face so recently crisped by exhaustive outdoor rehearsals.
I pass by a bench where we once stole some fragmentary happiness.
Those footprints in the snow now belong to you,
Purloined from a meaningless stranger, transformed,
Forever following me anonymously,
Haunting my heart.
And so I quote those all-pervasive, faceless sages,
Who can up with a new banality
For every Fresh Hurt and New Confrontation,
Who people throw around with unconditional authority.
I whisper to myself,
"Time heals all hurts."
The most powerful river erodes everything,
Giving a fresh-etched look to old familiarity.
Yet somehow, I don't believe myself.
I wonder if some things are irreparable,
If time really heals all wounds.
Time knows nothing of my pain and my love.
I guess I'll just wait until the end of all things,
And finally know.

By Karen Howley