Sam and Sara

Standing next to Sam and Sara:

Overlooking that river, flowing outward into the ocean, joining waves from one end to the next—

Fading along the horizon—

How is it that we're in such an embrace? One gap, no gap.

Just me and you: Time and space.

One violent embrace, softened by fluid movements—

Flexing the winged structures that stirs the past, present, and future—

We're only two creatures of the wild,

Riding on the back of the changing wind—

Two separate creations,

Intertwined, like untamed vines, twirling ourselves in dance to the tune of Wonder:

Softly and gently, drumming to the beat of a blue calm,

Leaping through the thrilling unknown, with eyes wide open—

Yellow warmth, surging towards the sun,

Hands binding us in red yearning—

Waiting for ripples in motion, restless among a sea of green flashes,

We burn our fabricated dream of diverging rainbows—

Violet flames emerging—

Motionless, with SamSara.