When We Reach
When we reach….
The evolution of revolution always begins in the heart.
that heart may have been broken and torn asunder.
It may have been healed by the attention and kindness of another,
or emboldened by the actions of one much braver, one willing to sacrifice.
When we reach….
Our imaginations are extended beyond that which we can see
Beyond that which we can touch.
Beyond even our bewildering dreams,
the likes of which we nudge away as the escape from reality.
When we reach….
The moon becomes our accepted locus to ground us to each other.
It gives us hope that even the stars are not beyond us.
That at the moment we choose, our hearts can convene across mountains,
across heavens, across generations, across time itself.
When we reach….
We bend fate to our favor,
dismantling the history that others would write for us.
By considering, embracing, and resolving what we’ve known all along,
that we are creating endless moments of passionate bliss.
When we reach….
we laugh in the rain,
Because we know the other will always be there to wrap the other
in the many hues of a radiant smile,
that warms us, melts us, and wipes away the echoes of pain.
I am reaching for you now because….
Our love is a masterpiece yet to be viewed by the masses.
Our love is as ever present as the stars that embrace our moon.
Our love is as delicate as the sweet whisper of a fragile breeze.
Our love is as deeply rooted and as eternal as creation. But only….
When we reach.