It's always fun to speak with someone who understands what you are trying to say without even needing to find the right words. Shared beliefs, an acknowledgement of the unknown or just a fascination in all the wonders of this world - and perhaps the next....
I wrote this poem after one such conversation....
Put a pin in a map and follow a dream
to a place where you know and yet never have been,
where your spirit recalls the most beautiful scene
and your soul reconnects with your past.
From the crest of a wave to the crest of a hill,
your mind can be calm and your heart become still
and you say what you must and you think what you will,
with your troubles and cares fading fast.
As the clouds melt away and the time is no more,
you might glimpse just ahead of you one final door
and you know it is this that you travelled here for
and you find what you're seeking at last.
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