Where hope crosses fear

 

In that place

where our

shared roads

intersect.

The place

where two paths

connect.

Where hope crosses fear,

in a symbol of defiance.

A symbol of grace.

I stand and wait.

Knowing that your heart

and mine will beat

together.

 

I wait.

Endless aeons.

Not in fear,

nor in haste.

Just stood here

awaiting fate.

For in times subtle

shifting

prisms,

I know, that somewhere

our love

listens

to those

ticking clocks

slowing down

as time unwinds

to let eternity

become

our moment,

 

And time ticks slower...

Every second flicks the

ashes of another day

into the aether. And time it seems

has no meaning, when all is to be revealed

when eternal hearts are beaming.

And I wait, on this crossed pathway

as existential dread drifts away

like sand in an hourglass, trickling

as the moments gently pass.

 

And if we put our trust

in each other to pull together

our pathways then we can

walk this journey,

two sunbeams entwined,

as the clock hands hold each other,

to mimic yours and mine.

While we stand under vermillion skies

watching the liquid sun gently sigh

as time opens its arms wide

to let the celestial love inside.

Because time has no meaning

if those seconds silently slumber,

but with love flowing rivers,

every moment is a new sky

revealing itself to the

swirling atoms of the seasons.

 

And time ticks slower

when I think of you and me,

because eternity is our destiny.

A place beyond forever,

where the everlasting

becomes just a distant memory.

A long-ago faded star,

while we live

in the now and the evermore.

Yet still,

I believe that If I could

count the years,

I would ask for more.

If it would be just us here,

sharing this love

until even the final tick

dissolves into dust.