Once upon a time,
We met
In a space, a time, and a fate so different.
Without heeding the end of time,
We united in a dimension of love only we could know.
Do you still remember the forbidden garden?
I was the flower guarded by thorns, the one you plucked from that garden.
Forgive me, for my fragrance distracted you.
Forgive me, for my whiteness blinded your eyes.
Forgive me, for I tempted you—
Because of me, your fingers were wounded.
Back then, I felt I was only part of the garden’s decoration,
Unnoticed even by the king, the owner of the palace.
I became precious because you gave me worth.
Yet this fate is too costly to be bought.
You left to seek a new destiny.
You left to seek the value of fate.
You left me for God.
Meanwhile, here I remain,
Also letting you go for God.
Still a part of the forbidden palace garden,
Breathing in memories past and watching the sun alone each day,
Awaiting the time when tiny pollens are released into the garden.
Though parted at the crossroads of hope,
I remain faithful, waiting for you until I wither alone.
Hoping I may become an ornament in your chamber.
For love is always there,
Though bodies are apart, still longing for one another,
Yet souls are always embraced.
Until the time comes, whenever that may be,
We shall meet at the end of longing.
