I DON'T KNOW

I DON”T KNOW

I don’t know what you want,

and what you need

for it is lingering there,

in the secret stories that you have claimed

from the library of existence,

lingering there as invisibilities

in the silence between us.

My guessings might distort their presence,

sending attentions to unrelated dimensions,

opening conversations of unnecessary un-relatedness.

So I sit in the silence of our souls,

where the stillness of turquoise waters

meets a cloudless sky.

Sitting there in an endless silence

made up of my own stories as well…

both of us surrounded by the expansive wonders

of an infinite amount of possibilities,

and the fragrant ripeness

of an invitation for yet another fresh beginning

that can only be opened

in these galaxies of connectedness

with both of our hearts.