Many Lifetimes Ago
Many lifetimes ago
We raced through the universe
Like two shooting stars
Without a home
Never burning out
Never growing old
Our love was strong.
Jun 26 2007 | Posted in Uncategorized | Read More »
Many lifetimes ago
We raced through the universe
Like two shooting stars
Without a home
Never burning out
Never growing old
Our love was strong.
If good friends fell from the sky like raindrops,
I’d turn my umbrella upside down and have
all that I need.
But friends do not come to us that way,
instead they shoot up through the ground
from a tiny seed of common interest, are
cultivated with good times and grow into a
beautiful flower to enjoy that continues to
bloom as long as it is cared for.
Love is more thicker than forget
More thinner than recall
More seldom than a wave is wet
More frequent than to fail