We were destined to cross paths at some point.
When the moon became our guide,
and the stars accompanied us along the way,
it just had meant to happen the way it did.
Maybe we will never understand it.
Maybe we won't realize the entire reason we are here,
together, until the end of our time.
If our lungs stop breathing,
and our hearts discontinue the rhythm of their beats,
and our skin no longer bleeds,
but our souls still flourish;
is it possible that in another lifetime,
I will somehow be able to find you once more?
I will not need a map,
nor a compass,
or a GPS,
or anyone to point me in your direction.
If we are on two separate sides of the galaxy,
will you find me?
If I had to travel through seasons and seasons of life once more
and was forced to crawl on my knees through mountains,
I would not hesitate a second to begin my journey.
While our minds are old but our skin is young,
it would be a pleasure to gain with you.
I could spend a lifetime learning as you do,
teaching you as I see
and relearning about each other over and over again
There is not another person I would choose to cross off my bucket list with,
however "bucket" seems overdue.
How about our "Before Transformation" list?
We do not die, our shells retire permanently,
but our energies live forever.