Sunbeams in the heartstrings

 

Have you ever had

that sort of

kaleidoscope view,

a moment, where

the walls of reality

shift an inch or two,

and all seems

both clear and unclear.

Like glasses with

one lens smeared

and the other crystal clean.

Diamond eyes seen in twilight ripples.

 

One moment your heart is full of fear.

The next...

Everything just disappears,

and it’s like the best kind of dream.

 

Where two souls

connect instantly, over a

stardust sprinkled

coffee shop table.

Telling stories of memories

that feel like futures,

hands held in a melody of chemistry,

a monumental synchronicity,

a cosmological anomaly.

It’s like you've seen them

somewhere... Another memory...

Faded and unclear.

But it is stuck tightly in the folds

of your heart,

just beating a rhythm.

Trying to get out.

 

The view is foggy,

but everything feels fuzzy,

fully inviting you in,

startlingly full of hope.

A safety rope in a heavy gale.

Like a mug of cocoa after a storm,

you embrace the warmth,

and you let the thoughts sail.

 

And in a different plane

you’ve walked together, holding

sunbeams in your heartstrings.

You don’t know how you know this,

but you just know.

It’s like a shared dream that

blows in through the bedroom window.

A dream

where nothing bad can entertain.

 

And logic be damned you scream internally,

I’ll walk this pathway, because

I’ve walked it elsewhere,

and it splinters this reality.

 

When you look at it,

the pieces are fragmental,

but beautiful,

shards of memory

that feel

both real and untrue.

So, you just accept it

into your life, this weird view.

 

And it starts to

scramble your emotions,

in the most positive ways, like eggs

perfectly cooked,

with some added piquancy.

Like two shadows on a beach,

sharing the view, galaxies apart,

but pulling closer  every second

like the tides rolling in.

 

You just feel right, 

like this is something

altogether out of this life,

it is a cosmic glide

back to earth

and whilst you slow dive

you may as well enjoy

the way the air feels

so brisk, free

and right. Because

in the most abstract way,

it all feels like home.