My heart gravitated towards you like the sun setting on the horizon.
Slowly and then all at once.
Night will come.
There will be moments when we lose our way, but like clockwork the sun will rise again.
Love is the same.
It irradiates a soul.
It pushes us to our limits.
It is powerful!
But there will be times when darkness comes.
Even then, love is there it's just hidden, waiting to rise again.
Again.......
Like a carousel, we're stuck revolving around the same storyline, trying to see things from a different perspective.
What do we say when I'm sorry isn't good enough?
Our compass is no longer there to guide us and we feel lost.
Lost on a path where we don't recognize where we are anymore
And then comes the dark cloud that surrounds us.
The storms of life which shape us.
Each crashing wave coming ashore and eroding away the memories, the moments, the belief in what we once held onto.
As the wind whips through the air it carves new depths into our soul.
The rain, fills every canyon, valley and crevasse within us.
We begin to drown in our sorrows, guilt and remorse
And then comes the fire
The flames that burn of envy and desire engulf us.
With each passing moment, the flames that lick the night sky burst forth embers - pieces of us.
Our past, our ghosts, who we thought we were billowing through the air for all to see.
At last, the final flame dies out and with one final gust, the wind carries the storm away.
The ocean calms, the rain becomes distant and we arise.
Like a phoenix breaking through the ashes, we emerge a changed person.
While the core of who we are stays intact, we're given a clean slate and lessons from the previous storms of life.
You see not only do the storms of life shape us, but they also forge a new path for us.
A path that is hopefully full of many redeeming qualities, as you sort through the damage from the storm.
Yes, there will be times that darkness comes.
But like clockwork, the sun will break through.
Love will empower us and fill the new depths the storm molded within us.
We'll march on
Eyes set ahead
Heart guarded
A new journey
Healing the old and embracing the new
Like a carousel, we're stuck revolving around the same storyline, trying to see things from a different perspective in order to become a better person
A better human
A better kind of love
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