So apparently,
The more I learn and Inquire
about my girl...my,
past me...
(others may call us 'Kindred Spirits')

Apparently, the more I see how
difficult it is
for the normal person
to read, let alone Understand
such Writing.
Her writing;
Her meaning;
Her point of view.

I don't necessarily think
that Emily wrote
to get a message out.

But rather,
I think that she knew,
that What she knew,
is what Others
will come to Know.

In Her time,
a time of simple minded men;
in that time, she knew
that she needed to stay hidden

A time when so few Knew
and Understood;
and Loved the True Love of pure Knowledge and Love

and In this time of lack of Love and Knowledge that she lived,
because she loved so dearly her love for True Love of all love,
she knew that 'now'
She must hide her words;
So she hid them.

And with a blinded hope she Saw,
that in the Future, They shall see;
She saw that in the future
her Explanation
and Understanding
of Love shall prevail.

She knew that in the future
when people are so much smarter
and know so much more
and have so much more conviction and confidence
with their 'independent' knowledge

that 'this' now,
(which happens to be my now...)
My present moment in time,
is the perfect time
for her Understanding
and Wisdom
to Be understood.

And lucky for me
I live in a time;
A time of the simple minded man;
Men who make it easy for me
to See the Light that shines through her writing;
to Understand that this is Her;
This is She,
Here for Me,
to Understand me;
for me to Understand.

But most importantly,
I wonder
did she know?
Did My girl know?
Did my past Me
Know
That I would be able to
Accept and Respect
such Knowledge and Wisdom
from someone so long ago who saw it
so lucidly as I do so?

I think I saw what I see now,
But now I know what I see.
And I guess that's what fate is for,
Isn't it?  
Thanks my dear
Emily.