It was during the warmth of
The spring when you arrived,
A stranger from thin air,
An entity that only I
Could see.

You watched from a distance,
On the sidelines of my life
As I rose and fell,
Sailing a ship that had no
Destination but still drifted on.

I was reckless, I was young,
I was free.
But with freedom came the price
Of uncertainty,
Of holding a compass with no
Sense of direction
And too much open space
To find a home to settle down.

That's when you stepped in.
It was unnerving at first,
To have you sit me down
And play out my future
In front of my wandering eyes,
But then it grew beautiful,
Appreciated,
Like a cinematic masterpiece.
I knew what I had to do,
Where to go,
How to root myself to the earth
And move with its rotation
Like the hands of a clock.

And then you were gone.
I never knew your name,
Your story,
Or why you arrived.